She just turned to look at me and smiled politely before looking at her number and sighing, obviously far from being called. I stood behind her f...r a minute or so, tugging on my dick the whole time, leaning over smelling her hair. I noticed if I looked over her shoulder I could see her tits down the front of her dress! They were small, pretty much just puffy nipples, and it was all could do from not reaching over her shoulder and fondling them as I jerked off. I settled for staring at them. He grinned. He was evil! I was so embarrassed to be there. When Jennifer had regained some composure, she sat, legs splayed on the sofa. “I hear you want some cum.” She said. She giggled. “You can come get this,” and she pointed to her crotch. Wet, and red. Swollen with use. Scott kissed her on the mouth and then stood up and untied my leash. “Crawl over there. Eat her pussy.” What? I never agreed to this! I’ve never so much as touched a woman sexually. I couldn’t move. He bent. It's hard to write about it, even after all this time. She had died of lung cancer, too many cigarettes, I guess; no one knew about it until afterward of course, she had been like that- never wanting to upset or worry anybody.I suppose it doesn't really matter, like I said, she died just before The End. I suppose the only reason I bring it up is because, well... she had been my only family.I feel like a bastard to say it, but I was almost relieved the day she died.I know it sounds horrible,. PussPuss and I need cum way up inside us again. It had been way too long! I asked how we would do it without Carlos knowing cause I didn't want to have to fuck him too. Dave told me to go sit on the front porch and that he had put our liberator mattress in the van.I went downstairs in the flannel shirt that barely covers my ass and pussy standing. Well I was coming down the stairs while Carlos was heading to the bathroom. I know he saw my goodies. He watched me to out onto the porch. Then he.