“Oh gawd, Oh gawd oh my gawd ohhhhhhh ohhhhhhh ohhh,” she moaned as she twitched around my cock. She muttered in a breathy voice, “Ohhhhh fuck... I think I squirted and…uhhh, haaaa, I have ruined the couch…uhhhh…” Then I felt Pet behind me. He gently touched my cheekbone and moved my hair to one side to kiss my neck. I bent my head back toward him and we kissed with a different passion as I slow-fucked Tiffany some more. She kept cumming and seemed completely unaware that pet had joined. And, they were different in consideration. They each gave me a kiss on the lips and forehead, then finding the covers in the closet and covering my used body, turning out the lights on their way out. They shut the door to a crack. I could hear voices in the other room. I glanced at the bedside table but remembered I had turned the clock to the wall so I wouldn’t be distracted by the time. I heard voices, then a louder voice and more noise as the alcohol and remaining food was removed from. When I was done I told him to stand up so he did and I grabbed the towel on which he was laying on. His cock was now 5 inches from my face as I was still kneeling down and his penis past below his sack. I grabbed the towel and dried off the excess oil that had gotten around his butt and when I got to the excess oil in between his legs I told him to spread his legs a little bit. This gave me good access to dry him off and it was inevitable to touch his penis and balls with the towel. There wasnt. " He brings the bowl of warm soup over to her; he'd decided against freeing her hands up enough to eat and he found the idea of spoon-feeding her annoying, so he just stuck a straw in the bowl. As soon as he puts the straw between her lips she starts to suck, and in very short order the bowl was empty. He then replaces it with the glass of water, which she sucks down about half of in short order and then stops, gasping. Setting the dishes aside, he contemplates how to get her to the toilet with.