He kept fucking me until I passed out from booze, exhaustion and sexual euphoria.When I awoke in the morning, Jason was there beside me and we fucked ...gain.When I used the bathroom, I caught a look at myself in the mirror. I looked a mess. My hair was disheveled. I had dried cum on my face, breasts and in hair.I asked Jason, "Is there someplace where I can clean up?" You don't need to clean up," was his response. "You look just like the white slut you are."He led me back downstairs. Ed was. ‘Hello my dear.’ He spoke with such a soft and loving tone it made her skin creep to hear it now. She wondered how she could have ever thought it sexy. ‘Are you ready, ready to become a work of art?’ She could not speak with the gag in place, so she tried to put all her malice and hate for him into her eyes as she glared at him. ‘Oh, come now, don’t be so angry with me. I must admit, I thought you’d be much more of a challenge than you were. You came so willingly to me, it’s almost as though. Now use your tongue to separate her pussy lips and when she opens up, run your tongue up and down between the layers of pussy flesh. Gently spread her legs more with your hands. Everything you do with a woman you're about to eat must be done gently.Tongue-fuck her. This feels define. It also teases the hell out of her because by now she wants some attention given to her clit. Check it out. See if her clit has gotten hard enough to peek out of it's covering. If so, lick it. If you can't see it,. The cool morning air had increased my need to pee waking me from a sound sleep, though the smell of fresh hot coffee just brewed forced me to open my eyes. Mandy and Collette were both still sound asleep making it difficult for me to slip out of bed, especially as I was still sandwiched between them. The feel of their soft warm bodies acting like an insulator against the morning cold wasn't something I relished relinquishing either. But now the urgency of having to relieve my bladder took.