A full 14-inch turd had been expelled fromNatasha and about six was ensconced in Candy's mouth and the remaining 8 inchesstood up , extending out from...her mouth. Candy stared up at the foul towerout of her mouth and admired the dark brown color of the human column, notingthe firm nature of the defecation meal and each of clear ridges on the turd.She knew she'd be working at this meal for a , given its strong consistency. stood up to survey her handiwork. She loved seeing the whore's. Come and get some pussy” I said but he just looked at me. I was frustrated and then remembered that Monica had said that I had to use key words. I realised that I needed to train him properly if I wanted the satisfaction I sought. I went back to bed and came again before going to sleep. Saturday would be the day we started training.Getting up early I had breakfast and feed Trigger. I looked at him and smiled. “You don’t even realise how much I enjoyed your tongue last night do you boy” I said. Jessica dipped her hands down my pants to fondle my balls through my soft boxer briefs.I found another show, where the two girls, in transparent nightgowns, were sucking on opposite ends of a huge double ended dildo. Their mother, in matching garb, had a fistful of each girl’s hair, and was guiding their movements, slowly moving them towards each other, feeding a bit more of the phallus down their throats with each stroke, until their lips met in the middle.I stood up and shucked off my pants. "I would not ask if you were wearing any, but neither La Perla nor Aubade could do much to improve what I see." Evelyn laughed softly. "Yes, good genes and two hours at the gym every day. You are kind to have noticed." "There is nothing about you that escapes my notice, ma cherie." He leaned close as he spoke and as the last word faded, his lips found hers and he kissed her hard enough to take her breath away. Evelyn's hands rose to his shoulders as they kissed, and then slid down to his biceps.