So now I was in trouble. My shorts, underwear and shirt wear soaking wet and no amount of wringing was going to make them wearable. All I had were my ...hoes. I hadn't even been wearing socks that day. I looked again at the things meant for his daughters. They were gorgeous and I loved the way they looked and felt but just felt that there was no way I could wear them. Just then a knock came at the door and a reassuring voice asked if I was ok and said that I shouldn't worry as no one would see. I lean forward and try to fit as much of his big cock into my still hungry mouth. He says, "That's it slut gag on my dick, I going to fuck your whore mouth like you want and talk shit to you the whole time I'm doing it, because your a sissy fag and like that shit, huh?" I moan in satisfaction and continue to service my latin cock master. He grabs the comforter and makes it surround my face so he can grab the sides of my face to piston his cock into my throat. The golf balls are trying to push. It was so heavenly I tried to pull the head to my breast. I saw the face; it was my own beloved Ronald. Then as I reached for the head, but it was gone. I shivered and shook my head again.I ran my fingers over my mound. It was not as smooth down there as I would have liked. I went back into the bedroom and got the wipes and my epilator from my bag. I sat on the bed and used the wipes to lubricate the skin then used the epilator to remove all but the shortest hairs. I put the machine down, lay. In a matter of minutes, Sammie is bucking against those fingers as she orgasms. Much to Pam’s delight, she laps up the cream fresh from within.As Rick and Pam kiss, savoring the sweet taste, Sammie starts getting up thinking she has served her sentence. Pam immediately orders her to lie down on the bed because they were not finished. Positioning herself lengthwise on the bed, Sammie waits for what’s next. Moving onto the bed Pam positions herself over Sammie’s mouth and says, “Now it’s your.