“We need them to throw those towels in the bathroom away. Not to mention the shower curtain.” I said to her and she paused for a second then conti...ued with her list adding my suggestion.“Bathroom is clean now if you want to go start the shower I will be in a second.” Brad said as he came out with the garbage and the dirty towels, leaving the towels on the washing machine. I got up in somewhat horror having to face the bathroom. I slowly walked back in then got undressed leaving the door. I've never tasted such good ball meat, and from the flavor I could tell he had marinated each opulent orb in flowing cunt sauce. I was sure I was tasting his mother and sister. "Tits." He said. "Now." And despite wanting to protest, my mouth was stuffed with a massive cream-filled nugget of prick-pod pork and my hands were already unclasping my bra. "Nice!" He said as my hooters hung free. "FF Cups?" He asked. "Yes, how did you know?" I wiped a thick streak of saliva from my lips as I. It was soon over. Six hard wallops, three on each cheek soon had him breathing deep as they seared his almost bare bottom. At least he deflated while the punishment happened as not to render more embarrassment when he was allowed to stand back up. There was another matter that did though, he had to sign the entry made in the large notebook which detailed the six of the best on his bottom with trousers down. The door finally opened.“Inside Jenkins.” Nothing more than those words were said as he. The whole thing was bizarre to witness and to be honest, it scared me a bit. But at the same time, the out of control depravity of what I was witnessing was intensely erotic. She continued talking to her vagina while she was eating herself out so I couldn’t make out what she was saying all that clearly except for occasional words and phrases like, “cheating fuck hole” and, “stretching my married cunt” and various things of that nature until I saw her have an orgasm that threw her body into what.