Spurt after spurt loaded into Mel's fabric-covered grip as she rubbed the material all over, spreading as much of it around as possible. "Mmm, yeah, B...ll," she said. "Give me every last drop that you can. Make me your dirty girl with the filthy bottoms. Ooohh." Finally, I was spent. My chest was rising and falling as I regained my breath. Mel stood up, letting go of my cock, and allowing the now cum saturated bottoms to fall back into place. She picked up her top from the floor, used the cups. The chunk of shit sat on her tongue and she was uncertain of what to do with it. Violet was watching Mary Katherine’s every move in the mirror like a hawk. This was so intriguing to her. She could see Mary Katherine’s struggle with herself with the chunk of shit sitting on her tongue. No sooner than Violet said in her mind, ?swallow the shit bitch? than it seems like Mary Katherine read her mind and took a big gulp and swallowed it. At first she had this look of discuss on her face and. Throughout the rest of the night Ana kept texting me with updates on how it was going, saying she had been having a few drinks and she was very horny thinking about fucking that black guy.After midnight I got a final text stating she was on her way back home, accompanied by this guy, called Omar; he was Moroccan…I heard them entering our house as I was waiting in the guest room; I had set our main bedroom up with the side lamp on and secretly positioned two cameras so I could record. Marks says it will take at least seven stitches to close it up!" No!" I said, "Leave the bandage alone. Doesn't it hurt?" OH, just a little," he said; then he smirked and said, "It would feellots better if you kissed it."I rolled my eyes at him, and Mama came over and told him to quite down,and she put her arm around me and told me to get to class. I said, "Bye,Carl. Listen to Mam -- Ms Marks. And I hope you're OK."Carl said in sort of a moan, "I'll be OK if I just get a little kiss."I rolled.