Slipping my hand between our bodies, I found her clitoris and rubbed it, she moaned and begged me to stop, her bladder too full for such treatment. I ...ontinued despite her protests; her body tensed and I felt a hot wet jet against my crutch.Cassius had recovered a little as he had watched; now he wanted that sport. With his prick back inside her, he teased her sex. As I walked away I heard the girl scream and curse him, had Cassius emptied his own bladder I wondered?I stood resting, and studied. Only time would tell. For now, she could only hope things would get easier.As her introspection continued, Marcy recalled the look on Paul’s face as she hurled him on to the sand earlier that night; the panic in his eyes when her moist snatch finally spread itself over his naked cock.“You don’t use condoms?” he’d rasped with concern.At the time, she’d felt a little offended that his mind was off fixating on matters of common sense when she was sitting on top of him, about to rock his world. But. "Mom took out the rollers and brushed out my hair, creating a veryfeminine style for me. I had a high fluffy top with curls cascading downthe back and bangs that swept to one side. Then she fastened a delicatelocket around my neck with a nearly invisible gold chain. Gold buttonearrings went in my ears and a dash of perfume on my wrists.Mom looked me over very carefully, then I got the look. You know the one.It's the one all mothers have when they are about to let their daughtergo out on her. Again and again she deep throated me. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved my cock down her throat telling her it was time to fill her belly with my semen. Wave after wave of hot cum shot down her throat as I held her head down, impaling her face onto my thick rod. Finally the orgasm subsided and she pulled my cock out of her mouth. “I think you missed some, Candy. You don’t want any of this semen to go to waste, do you?” She eagerly began licking my cock like an ice cream cone, making.