When he was done and shaking the drops off on her face, she felt she was at the lowest point in her life. Ayumi ended up with her face, neck and brea...ts wet and bespattered with hot cum and vomit. When it was over, sixteen men had used her. Ayumi felt totally debased and degraded. She had learned that she was masochistic and with the right pressure, she was very submissive to men. She was a mess: her eyes red and puffy from crying. Worst of all, she experienced hot sex feelings in her. She began to move her head up and down. Granted she wasn’t as good as her mother but there was something about her virgin lips on my cock that really added that certain je ne sais quoi. The mother leaned her head back down and began to lick my shaft of my bell tower while her daughter rung the bell with her lips.“Bon appétit Mademoiselles.” I groaned. The mother smiled up at me. She wore a lovely dress, well lovely in the fact that it showed off a lot of cleavage. I let my mind wonder a bit. Should we prosecute every police officer? Every MPG soldier? Every citizen that voted for independence? Please be firm in your recommendations, with an eye towards ensuring that our Martian friends never get any cute ideas like this again. I would also like recommendations as to what we should do with those Martian citizens on Earth or Ganymede at the moment. How many such people are there? Should we take them into custody until this is over? Do they represent an espionage or sabotage threat?. I felt like a school girl instead of a mature woman who just sent her twin girls away to college.It didn’t matter what I might have had in the house to drink. I never gave us the chance to look for it. I opened the front door and held it for him. When he was in and I closed the door, I turned him around and wrapped my arms around his neck. I kissed him with all the passion that I regretted not having for the past five years. He returned the kiss with his own passion and we melded into two.