I bathe them until I hear you groan again - or maybe that's me, I can't tell any more - then I slowly work my tongue and lips back up your shaft. Ther...'s more pre-cum waiting at the tip and I rub it on my lips like lip gloss. I again engulf your cock with my mouth. I love the feeling of sliding you between my lips and feeling that throbbing that tells me your close. I want you to cum so I can swallow you and share the sweet taste of you. I pick up my pace, adjusting my position so that I'm. He was quite flirty with me and I played along. Myself and Gentlemen Spice were blind of the fact that Joe was beside. He offered to myself to go to his lounge. I think it was a cue to ''let's go fuck''. I told him that Joe would come with me. Gentlemen Spice was ok with it. So, we went to his lounge. I never went to the lounge at the venue. I was having expectation. But, I was disappointed. It was a room with a couch, a table, a closet and a chair. He brought some rhum bottles from the bar.. (At this point, I would like to add a little disclaimer about the starting date of 1492 ... the date that Columbus supposedly “sailed the Ocean blue to the New World and started the waves of settlers and refugees that made America great. I have grave doubts that the famous explorer was the first to land on American shores. In fact, I plan to write a book about the earlier explorers going all the way back to hundreds of years prior with expeditions of Viking chiefs and even a contingent or two. Two more jumped on and did the same horrid thing, fucking her face and cumming in her throat, slamming her into submission. She was beat. She’d do whatever they wanted now. And they knew it.She was a fuck pig.They flipped her over and she felt them unlock the handcuffs. She also felt them pouring some kind of oil all over her ass. She didn’t care, she was theirs, she was their fuck pig.“Lift your ass up” was the order she heard, and she obeyed. She felt the man grab her hips as he rubbed.