I want you to make him lick you until you orgasm at least once." Jeremy, you need to start learning there are always consequences to your actions. You...ll do your best to please and obey her when it's her turn." I enjoyed the look of concern that flashed across his face.With that, I turned back to Kristen and Linda, all I could see of Linda's face was her chin and jaw which was plastered to Kristen's pussy. Kristen had her eyes closed and the red telltale flush was all over her chest. Her. “You’re as turned on as I am, aren’t you?” He pressed.“Yes.” She whispered seductively.My cock was dripping and heart was pounding so much I was sure they could hear it. Then, suddenly startled I was by a hand shaking me on my shoulder and I heard my brother saying I should get myself to bed. I had never been so turned on and was desperate to continue spying on them, but there was nothing I could do but pretend to have just been awoken.I groggily asked what time it was and Natasha responded:. These men were like overgrown schoolboys in drag. They were like witches playing with their toys and they were dancing around the cauldron, while in it a naked woman was covered with black, sticky tar that clung to her face, her legs, her breasts and her thighs.It was awful.The smell of it was foul, acrid, and dry to the lungs. It was hot and unpleasant, and the steam hung above the cauldron like a heavy, poisonous storm cloud.Cecily saw it and she sucked in her breath and she did her best to. Nearing her mons, where my cum was spreading and streaking. I could smell it, and it turned me on. So I shifted my whole body forward, and in one slow stroke, licked from her clit along a line of cum, collecting it with my tongue. This time it wasn't an accident. I wanted to taste it, to pick it up off her. "Oh my god". That's all she said. She wasn't asleep. I looked up, and she was looking at me. Not amused, not disgusted. Interested. Maybe a little turned on. I didn't know what to say. This.