They kissed for an eternity, lips sliding deliciously against each other, their breath intermingling. He was a good kisser, not too aggressive, but ni...ely assertive, his tongue teasing hers, his breath quick and shallow. He tasted a little of the ale he’d pretended to drink, but also like himself – something unique and heady. He smelled foul, but more than made up for it by how he felt against her.And it felt good – his body was hard and lean against hers, one of his hands kneading her ass, the. I want to give you a gift of my own.”With that said she began to squirt into Janet’s face. Janet’s first reaction was to pull away but Mrs. King was going to have no part in that. She began to lay a barrage of slaps from the crop across the back of Janet’s legs and ass.“You’ll not move and you’ll not stop until she cums. Swallow her like you do her husband. Drink her juice like it was the nectar of the Gods.”Janet continued to manipulate the woman’s slit with her fingers working as hard as her. . well, the list goes on and on. Suffice to say that there wasn't a square inch of that girl that didn't excite me in some way. But it was that loving smile that she left with me that threatened to turn me into Jell-O.I was in and out of the shower in five minutes, then downstairs and into the kitchen. Mom was busy bustling around, having heard the noises upstairs, and making us something for breakfast. I stood in front of the fridge, looking for some orange juice, and felt her eyes staring at. I turn my head towards him and marvel at his nakedness. Everything about him is oversized. He must truly be a god, and what kind of a woman would I be if I didn’t feel the urge to give him myself as a tribute?I turn my face away from him, a sign of complete submission, and lay my arms outstretched above my head, leaving my body completely open to him. I lay there for what seems like an eternity, feeling his warm eyes pour over my body, weighing me on imaginary scales, trying to decide if I am.