Then you get on your knees and kneel over me as you slap and poke your dick in my face. I open wide to accept my gift. You forcefully push your dick ...nto my wet mouth. I lick your dick in my mouth as you begin to fuck my face. You are talking dirty to me and going full speed."You like my dick?" aahhh huh!" "Oh fuck you feel good on my cock! Take my penis in your throat"With every thrust your dick head hits my throat and your balls hit my chin.You taste amazing but you pull out, come down for a. I never felt anything that felt this good. I was slapped on the ass a second time. I forgot. "Thank you mistress, I deserve this." "That's right, cock, you deserve this. I will not be so lenient next time." I loved the sound of her voice. It is commanding, but also so erotic. The slaver then reached between my legs and held my ball sack in her hand. It had the right feel. Firm, but did not cause any pain or discomfort. I never felt anything this pleasant. The slaver removes her hand and orders. I needed food and Daniel needed blood, preferably not mine. “Where are you going?” he protests. “To the kitchen, I’m hungry,” I reply and head straight to the kitchen. “Crap. I’m out of coffee!” I mutter, once I open my cupboard and found an empty coffee container. Picking up my keys and with a protein bar in hand, I pull on the scattered jeans out in the living room and a jacket when Daniel stops me in the hallway. “Where are you going?” he asks, confused. “I need coffee," I reply. “Is it. At some point Cathy asked me to eat her pussy, and then she gave a squirting demonstration over my face. Two orgasms, two ejaculations, someone else’s turn, this time Cathy on her back and missionary position, her ass at the foot of the bed, each of us in turn fucking away. In my turn, which selfishly was a bit longer than my fair share, I was so close to cumming when I was tapped out by another.Cathy had gone to back to doggy while facing up the bed. She was trying to spit roast by sucking.