I worked on both feet; a total of about ten minutes. Kirsten's face was flushed, and she smiled at me. "I need a pee now." she said and staggered off ...o the bathroom.After a little while of chatter amongst the three of us that remained, Nick started to look to the doorway into the rear of the flat where the bathroom lay. He checked his watch for the tenth time, then said "I better make sure she's alright."Casey and I took the opportunity to have a little kiss and cuddle. My hand pushed up under. I was now gripping the pillows as if it would somehow provide comfort. Each small exhale was a girly moan or maybe a whimper. As he continued pounding, I felt a familiar rush come over my body; I was going to cum. By the time my climax started, I realized that it was going to be a big one. Between my girly moaning, which had also increased, I let him know that he was going to make me explode. This got him even more excited and the thrusting increased in strength. He proceeded to call me every. My thighs are smothered in the warm white substance as well. My chest starts sweating and I get a sticky feeling on my tits. That was David’s semen from a few hours before. It makes my chest oily and more pliable to eat. My tongue dips into the deep cleavage of my dirty pillows and cleans it, it tastes just as wonderful and creamy as I remember.‘Are you okay in there?’ asks Cara. She walks over to my stall.‘Erm.. yes.’ I manage to squeak that much out. I am breathing hard and there is no point. No, he was still alive.He felt like he was sitting upright in a bath of warm honey. A body, soft and warm, sat astride him, their legs crossed behind him. A thick membrane was stretched tightly around his back. The pliant material slid over a thick layer of syrupy substance that coated the whole of his body. Two breasts, as soft as the plushest of pillows, were pressed against his chest. More than pressed, he realised. The nipples had penetrated his skin and were embedded painlessly into the.