It was all over in minutes, but Oh! It felt good! We all just lay there, one on top of the other, reveling in the after glow. Eventually both cocks sl...pped out of me.“Peter, I want you to wash your cock before it goes into any other of my holes. OK?”“Why don't we all have a shower together?” my boss suggested.In the shower the two men spent a lot of time 'washing' my boobs, my pussy mound and my bum. They paid scant attention to the rest of my body. I, of course, took great care 'washing' their. " Goodnight, Mrs. C." Greg slowly hung up the phone and continued to stare at the receiver for several minutes. This was a curve ball he certainly hadn't expected. For the first time, Greg began to think about Mrs. Clark in a very different way. He had never really noticed before but she was really just an older version of Stacey. She had gotten pregnant with Stacey just after her 16th birthday, so that meant she was only 34 years old right now. 'Not really that old at all,' he thought to. “So do I.”It must have been the wrong thing to say because her smile fell a little more.“What is it?”“I”m sorry.” She said at last. “All this talk of no sex and I go and ride your face like a slut.” She made to step forward and wipe my face but I held up a hand.I licked my lips and brushed my finger across my chin and and licked that too. Anything I could to keep that feeling lingering in my mouth and indeed the musky smooth taste of her pussy was there. I was staring right at her and she me.. Like a drug being administered intravenously. Her whole new world as a Shakespearean actress started to become cloudy while her old occupational fangs showed their venom.Melissa had performed this scene many times, but only now could she smell Berni’s scent. The muskiness invaded her nostrils and she was sure it wasn’t the smell of the crypt. In previous scenes her face would have been lifted as high as it could be. This time, there was no doubt, she could smell Berni’s sex and she wondered.