This time I drank the lot. Wife drinking what the husband leaves from his tumbler of milk is a First Night ritual. We have continued that custom every...day for a year and a half. The ritual of course does not stop with milk drinking.”Your choice today,” I said. My husband pondered, and then gave his order as if I was a waitress in a restaurant.”Licking.” He paused, and then continued, “with you on top.” Sixty-nine with woman on top is as different from sixty-nine with woman below as North is. "You next, fuck her arsehole," the girl almost sang."N…no, not that, I can't," I tried to speak but the relentless fucking made it hard to make sense."You don't get to say no, you opened your legs and begged for cock so now you're going to get it," she said sadistically.Suddenly there was a moan behind me, the man fucking me had stopped and a new warmth was filling me up! I'd never felt a man climax inside me, it was so hot and it leaked out of me."Shove it in her mouth!" I heard. Then a wet. I gain my senses and notice the side of her neck is clear and visible, my eager lips placed upon her exposed, salty skin. I suck on her neck, pumping fiercely into her while pulling her closer into me.Her hot and sweaty body feels so right against me, it's truly an indescribable feeling. Her knees spread further and further apart until she slips back a little and that's the end of my restraint.The release is unstoppable and the buildup was nonexistent. I grab her by the thighs and pull them. It would be less of a hassle to get with her," Jen whispered as she stood up. "But I like a challenge, and I like you. Last night just confirmed it." Her lips locked on to Jen's again, prohibiting her from replying. This time Sam's tongue traced Jen's bottom lip as she coaxed her mouth open. Jen opened her mouth and it was a collision of lust and an opening of souls at the same time as she wrapped her arms around Sam to lift and pull her across the desk. Sam's legs were now bent under her on.