Once we were back on the road, I asked her the obvious question: “And what do I taste like?”“Like a fucking treat,” Kate said grinning.It made...me laugh again.“Try it,” she said.“What?” I asked.She reached over with her hand and slid two fingers inside my lips. I shuddered and closed my eyes, opening them once she had removed her fingers. She held them up to my other lips.“Taste them,” she offered.The thought seemed ridiculous. Who tastes their own cum? I laughed a disapproving laugh and gently. " Such as?" Ropes, a chain flogger, nipple weights." A butt plug?"Phillipa's hand squeezed Britney's breast. "I wouldn't want to be spanked without one."The lust burned through Britney. Her cock pressed against her pantaloons. She had to ravish her mate. She spun about, kissing Phillipa's lush lips, her hand stroking the pale-olive complexion of Phillipa's round face, Phillipa's slanted eyes squeezing shut as Britney seized her mouth. Her hand ripped open Phillipa's white, silk blouse, her. Who wants a Jack I said, Yea, good idea, the mom on the bed got up and walked over, her tits swinging from side to side. Got the drink and walked back her ass doing the same as her tits. The daughter holding out her hand for the glass got the funniest reaction from the mom who said she didn’t want her to start for a few years and refused to give her any. All the adults laughed, you want the extra I said to the mom, sure ass only Yep I said. How about a party said the pimping mom, I could do. I mean you and Dan."All of a sudden, Dan was looking kind of milk-chocolaty, instead of his deep rich brown. He turned to Monica."Monica, is she serious?"Monica stepped over to Carla, took her by the shoulders, and kissed her, full on. Ran her hands down over Carla's butt. Turned back to Dan."You bet she is, buddy."Carla smiled and raised her hands to cup Monica's breasts. Monica's a really nice size, not too big, not too little, just enough plus a little more to get your hands around. Carla.