“It doesn’t taste bad. I don’t know what I was expecting. It’s really different to a woman but...” She shrugs. “Try the source.” Rachel ...ulls her over. By the way Rachel enjoyed it when I twisted her piercings and the way she now has her hand in Sara’s hair. Pushing her to my cock I guess these two like some BDSM in their sex. Sara resists slightly but Rachel pushes her face onto my gooey and dripping cock. “Lick it clean and I’ll let you ride my face. Also make sure there isn’t any cum left on. ” She said politely with a huge smile. Her facial expression darkened as she turned to face me. “Max you even get a blow-job off Ashley and I’ll tell everyone one about you and that woman in there, got it?” I could see the old Izzy rising to the surface, I knew she would hold that story against me. As she let go off my arm I headed upstairs and along to Ashley’s bedroom, I reached for the handle when I heard some sobbing coming from through the door. “Ashley dinner is ready,” I said. Strong stuff too.He carried the things over to the coffee table and set them down, then sat back down in the green chair.The guest still stood silently at the door. He struggled to open the aged bottle and settled for smashing the neck of the bottle off on the edge of the table, spilling clear liquid onto the wood floors. ?Oh no, oh no, oh dear?? he sputtered stumbling to clean up the mess.He bent low to the floor to collect the shattered glass, but halfway down, shook his head and stood up.He. But he pushed me so hard, that I lost my balance and fell on the ground. "Do you think I come here for foreplay or lovemaking? Do your job, do the only thing that you are good at whore!" I knew that would be his response, but nevertheless, I tried to hug and kiss him. I don't know; maybe I was trying to bond with him or my subconsciousness was helping him to humiliate me more.Quickly I took my place before him on my knees. While he was pulling my hair, I was dutifully trying to untie his belt.