"Excited are we?" "Omg yes" I reply. She unzips my shorts and I lift my ass so she can slide them down some. She slowly licks and teases me and tells ...e to pay attention to the road. I set the cruise and get in the middle lane. She starts to take me into her mouth, slowly going up and down and using her tongue tracing around my girth. My hand rests on the back of her head and pushes gently down telling her I want her to take me deeper. She starts to go deeper and slightly faster and I reach. However what was true torture at the bachelor’s party was that the women kept sucking my cock non stop even after I ejaculated. By the time I had cum the third time, I was so irritated by the raw edge of the feeling from my cock, that I was about to utter the safe word but Mistress Diana stopped as a result of a pre-determined limit of punishment.’ ‘Oh my poor baby! Here let Mama kiss it and make it better.’ cooed Chloe wickedly. ‘No! No! No! No! I have other plans for it later.’ responded. Uncomfortable at first but once in feeling right. Then she is pulling out. I find myself dreading the pain as she pulls out but it never comes. She is on the way back down. Full again. Slow withdrawal and then slowly speeding up until her skin is slapping against my arse cheeks. Slap. Slap. She pauses briefly. Lies along my back her cock still deep inside me. "You feel great" She says. Her lips press the top of my shoulder blades. Then she is off again. Grunting and groaning. Slap. Slap. Slap.. They HAD cuddled and held each other as always. Dave, if possible, had become closer to Carol. She had been overjoyed. The mothers came down holding Carol on each side to steady her. Carol was wearing her panties, because she was still draining, and would be for a day or two. She had started to put on a pair of shorts, but Mama Been had told her that she didn't need to have anything constrictive on.They helped her to the sofa to wait for dinner. Betty, as per usual, ran all the men out of HER.