“She’s so beautiful,” she went on. “I’ll bet she tastes as good as she looks.” Darting forward her head like a sparrow, she planted a kiss...on my labia. Her tongue, that clever little animal, played up and down my cleft, from the top to the point where it turned away between my thighs. I shivered and moaned.“That feels good, doesn’t it?” Mila said. “It’s going to feel much better. Here, lie back on the bed.”I no longer had any willpower of my own. I lay back on the bed.“What do you want me to. The mask was removed as part of the evening entertainment, and I had to give a demonstration of my devotion to Oscar, taking his big thick cock in my mouth and working on him as he spat his semen repeatedly into my throat. Then I had to get on all fours at the very front of the stage, and Oscar mounted me and fucked me from behind while men took turns putting their cocks in my mouth. Men don't cum as much as a dog does, but I took at least ten men's semen in during that period.Then it was time. ‘Now, I’m hungry for lunch. Do they have takeout?’ ‘It’s ten in the morning. You just ate breakfast and you’re already thinking of lunch.’ ‘Four donuts is hardly breakfast, Mario. You made me hungry talking about the Olive Garden,’ said Angelo. ‘You’re thinking about food and I’m talking about blowjobs,’ said Mario. ‘What are you a fag?’ ‘I’d get my wife to cook and clean better,’ said Vito. ‘Yeah, I’d hypnotize her to keep a nice house like my Mama did.’ ‘Cook and clean? What the fuck?. I saw what itwas doing to my body and I looked on with awe. What should have takenmonths went by in mere seconds as the skin of my belly tightened,constricting tighter and tighter. The taught dome of my belly expandedbigger and bigger, I was forced to spread my legs to get a betterstance. My shirt quickly adapted though, and fell into a maternitystyle descending rapidly, covering my bloating swollen middle, whichwas not done growing, far from it. The gown fell a long ways and eveneclipsed the.