I focused my attention on her clit and pushed my tongue into her as hard as I could while I rubbed her in a circular motion. "Oh god yes!" She screame...."Ashley!" Carrie yelled from the doorway.Ashley didn't stop fucking my face until she finished cumming. She lifted her body up off me and repositioned me on the edge of the bed."Our little cocksucker is being punished! She is not supposed to be enjoying this. I think I need to make things a little more interesting."Carrie whispered something. ”Jason puts the box down and Belinda starts to take everything out of it, she holds up a packet of hot chocolate mix, “Good, I love fresh made hot chocolate, but I’m the only one in the house who does. Thus we don’t have it very often.”Ernie grins, “I drink a lot of hot chocolate. What I like about that brand is you can make a single serving with hot water and it’s OK. A half cup of hot water and top off with milk when mixed up. Instructions on the side.” He turns to Jason, “Two of those thirty. “The sound of my platform heels as I made my way to the center of the stage made every head in the bar turn. Just beyond the curtains, I stopped. My thighs quivered and my nipples hardened, feeling as if they would poke through the thin material as I looked at the men in the audience undressing me with their eyes. My heart fluttered and my throat became dry. I knew what I had to do next, but instead of feeling panicky or frightened, as any proper housewife would have, instead I felt a strange. . Don't you wish you had one?'Frank woke up faster as the aroma of the biscuit Tanya was breathing on him reached his nostrils. He suddenly realized that he was hungrier than he'd felt for days!He turned over and greedily reached into the middle of the silver bed-tray, ready to grab anything that looked edible that he could hold in his hand. He found himself staring into his wife's wide, unblinking, deep blue eyes. Then he noticed the look on her face. 'Oh, no! She wants to fuck again!'"Don't I.