Fuck my hans are tired fuck i cant keep it in i cried. then i felt moms cunt start to quiver. oh fuck,….oh fuck…todd cant hold it….fuck….uhhhh...��.. and she came. then my first squirt erupted but dad couldnt stroke any more. without thinking i grabbed his 8 inch schlong and jerked it fast. what the. f.. he cried but it was replaced by moans as his balls released his semen onto moms cum-crusted face. dont stop…..yea…..fucking hell…dropping loads….fuck….shit… it wasnt as much as before but the ropes. .. I came to my self in a pool of my vomit, the five of those guys sitting round a computer watching a porn video. I coughed and begin to try and stand, I noticed that the windows were dark now. Time had passed and it was now night. Gabriel called out '...bring your tired ass over here and see what we did. I tried to wipe my face, what ever was on it was caked and peel off causing me pain. I stumbled on weaken legs to where they were and as I got close Gabriel rose from the desk chair and. No luck. I tried licking softly at first then harder, his shaft and arsehole. Still no luck! I slowly licked his ass crack tasting his unwashed dumps. It tasted surprisingly good. I licked away like a puppy dog after a long run in dying thirst. He really got going on that. But Tyler still didn’t cum. I lifted myself off the ground and while stroking his dick made out with him. He’s tongue licked my tongue so many times I thought he was trying to taste his own shit. I don’t know whether it was. He was tempted to plant his face back in between those luscious lips and get an early breakfast, but thought better of it, considering they were still trapped in his car in a snowstorm. “How’re our clothes? Are they still soaked?” Harlan was confident the answer would still be yes since the heater hadn’t been running all night. “They don’t feel dry,” Linda replied, backing out of the front seats. She turned to face Harlan, who was still laying on his back. “Despite almost dying, that was the.