Donald sighs deeply at the feel of her warm wet tongue against him as Emma begins to clean all his cum from his mons and stomach.He dips his fingers b...tween Emma’s legs again to scoop up some of her drippings for his own enjoyment as he licks his fingers clean. When both are finished and filled, they just lie with their faces looking at each other’s feet.Emma’s toes in front of him are too much for Donald, and he begins to pull them to his mouth and suck and lick each toe. Emma giggles from. "It's not exactly you I want." "Figures." I answered. "Look," I said leaning back in the chair. "All I have is $20 if you're looking to mug me or something. And I'm not in the mood for any jokes."She smiled. "That's not it either." I looked at her, puzzled. "What I want is your life. Well, a year of it really. I go about my life and each year, I find someone to sell me one year of their life. It keeps me alive. This year, I found you." "Why me?" I asked."No particular reason." She replied. "I. Have a drink. How about one of your 'lemonades?'" he asked. Eric knows how I like Vodka Collins, I call them my "lemonades." But remember, you can't cum until Bob tells you to. You're just going to have to control yourself."A few minutes later, the first of many drinks in my hand, I was going from person to person saying "hi." It was fun; most of the guys would pull me down on their laps and put their arms around me feeling my boobs and my legs. A few guys even rubbed my pussy for me. They were. He wanted a life with this woman. It wasn’t just about his sexual desires. Except for right now. He spun Elisha’s chair toward him and pulled her between his legs. He stopped making an effort to hide his physical desire for her. Her eyes widened slightly, but she didn’t seem surprised by his bold move. ‘I was wondering how long it would take you to fuck me,’ she whispered through full lips. ‘I only gave you every cue in the world.’ Elisha’s nipples were hard under her cami, and Milo took a.