But, as uncomfortable as it was, I wouldn’t use it anyway. It was my fault, and I thought he deserved it. If I made a mess there, if I passed out…...I didn’t care anymore.When I felt my throat started to hurt, to burn, that huge thing grazing its walls, I also felt him bulging, throbbing hard… With a big succession of groans, Daddy delivered jolt after jolt of his cum directly into my stomach.While letting him out of my mouth, I did my best to swallow everything I could, slurping my way up, then. “Come on,” she said, as she pulled me into the living room. She pushed me down on to the couch and told me to close my eyes.“Why?” I asked.“Just do it,” she pleaded. “Indulge me.”I closed my eyes. Emily turned the vibrator on for the long cylinder-like object and began to slowly rub it across my neck. The warmth of the tool felt good on my neck and the vibrating was soothing and intoxicating. Emily worked the vibrator across my breasts, and I opened my eyes.“Calm down,” she said, “Just enjoy. " He pulled me in front of him. He stuck his face down in my face and pulled a bottle from his pocket. It said Canadian Mist on the bottle. He turned it up and drank down most of it. Then stuck it in my face."Drink, all of it bitch." I don't know why but I opened my mouth just a little and he shoved the neck of the bottle back in my mouth. He upended it and drained it into my mouth. The taste was nasty and it burnt all the way down. I coughed and sputtered. He warned me if I puked it up he. Roy wanted to answer her, to open his heart to her comprehension, but there just weren’t words enough to express himself. So he did the next best thing. He returned her kiss with as much love as he had ever found inside himself.It was a struggle to get their pants back up, but the heat that they so desperately needed for survival made it all seem worth the effort. Roy fumbled with his fat fingers to do up the buttons on Chrissy’s shirt, although the sight of her breast disappearing left him.