“Relax a bit”, Henry said again pulled back so I can breathe. “Ready?” he asked.“I am ready,” I said, or tried to say with a mouth full of...cock.With that he pushed again and this time I was ready. I leaned my head back as far as I could, sliding my body further down the couch to make room. He slowly entered my throat and I gagged, but the cock was there to stop it.Soon there was only the wet sound of face-fucking and his grunts. I couldn’t make a damn sound.Good work Jenny, I thought, Drain him. “Yes”. Huland blabbered outloud, not yet fully digesting that the content of Zax’s words when suddenly he felt the weight of the carcass being released from Zax’s control and pushing the air as it plummeted. He hurriedly used his mist energy to catch it.Not to his parents, his sisters, the rest of the family, friends or the sideline onlookers, but to Her Zax approached as if the world had only the two of them in it.She watched as he got closer and closer. At first it seemed like he advances at. It didn't help with all of those young nurses bending over me, allowing me a great view of various sizes of luscious tits and stocking-clad legs leading up to fine asses in tight nurse skirts. I guess all of that built up frustration was what led me to start looking at my stepmother in a lustful way when she began taking care of me herself. I couldn't help but notice her full round tits, slightly wide hips, and shapely round ass.I even got a good long up-skirt shot of her white panties one. ’ I looked across to see the ‘new’ couple, sheets around them, pretending to be particularly poor ghosts. I’d not told him about my experience with Ann, precipitated when I’d found out she’d been fucking my ex. ‘Mmm. No problem’ I replied. ‘He won’t be a bother.’ It was much later in the evening, about midnight, when I found myself wandering to the upstairs toilet, desperate to relieve the pressure on my bladder. As I came out of the toilet, mission accomplished, I could here the sounds of.