Thankfully this girl just kept pumping me as each spurt got progressively weaker and less voluminous. As the last drops of semen were milked out of me...my sister told her to keep milking me until I asked her to stop. She did continue to milk my prick dry and finally I had to ask her to stop because the sensitivity of my cock was way too intense and I couldn't take it. She was obviously a good student because she continued to follow my sister's earlier example as she bent over and took my cum. Now ma'am you'll have to step out of the car... please."With out thinking about it she reached up and brushed the cocaine off of her blouse. Shit she thought as she noticed that the joint she had snuffed out was still giving off smoke from her ashtray. Shit, shit, shit! God damn it, it's time for some damage control before everything is ruined. "Certainly officer and I apologize for sounding rude." She opened the door and swung her legs outside then realized too late that she was giving him. After I cleaned up the things, I went sat near them reading up my magazines.I noticed that his friend was staring at me. I was kind of liking it but wasn’t fully into it. So I left and lay on my bed, reading magazine, slowly dozed off to sleep. I felt thirsty in the middle of the night. Searched for the water bottle, but my lazy husband didn’t refill it.So I woke up and went into the kitchen to fetch some water and refill the bottle. I went there and switched on the lights. I saw my husband’s. When my hips rest on his, I want you to lick my clit and continue to spread my lips so he stays deep inside me. Do you understand?” He nods as he awkwardly spreads my pussy lips to accommodate Mike’s cock. After about four times lowering my hips, I’m finally resting against Mike’s hips and I grind a bit to make sure he’s fully buried inside me.Looking down at Paul, he looks hesitantly up at me. Mike leans to the side and says, “Paul, if Goddess wants you to lick her clit, lick her clit. There.