Chien was a master at cunnilingus but my own soft touch sent me over the edge. He couldn't hear my screams as my body rocked with violent orgasm, my t...ighs instinctively closing in spasms. Despite the vice-like grip of my legs he never stopped lapping up my juices like the dog he was.When I could control my extremities, I let Mr. Chein up for a breath of fresh air. He kissed my inner thighs as a covert way to wipe his mouth, I was going to point it out that I was on to him, but I benevolently. I will probably start working late all this week coming up and I have to go to work tomorrow night too." Tomorrow night?" Amy asked puzzled."Yeah. It's very important."Amy didn't want to think anything bad. "I've missed you. I'm glad you're home." She got out of bed showing her naked body to her lover. Eddie couldn't help but get a boner. He was tired though. It'd been a long day; hell it'd been a long week.Amy put her arms around Eddie and kissed his neck softly. "Why don't you go shower and. I know." Carla replied "You are the result of a failed pullout. Your father was fucking away and I told him to pullout, because we didn't have any rubbers, or condoms, as you call them and he was so sincere when he told me he would. Well we got to slamming away and before he could pull out I had wrapped my legs around him so tightly he couldn't and bingo, you came along about nine months later. I am not sorry, I have always been overjoyed with you and I wouldn't trade having you for anything in. But be sure to make it kind of vicious," he added, waggling a finger at the crowd. "We had some reports last year of Game that wasn't made to suffer. You need to give those guys some incentive to run, or this just becomes another Saturday night orgy." Oh, Noes!" a heckler called out, to scattered giggles.Stubby ignored the remark. "If this remains an issue, we're going back to mandatory paddlings next year—it's inconvenient, but it keeps things reliable."Now that's enough lecturing. Lets get.