His hand is moving so fast, pumping more and more cum, filling my mouth as I suck as hard as I can. I decided to swallow, and I held my mouth open for...him to jerks off into my mouth. I watched him savor the sight of my mouth filling with his own cum.I held it in my mouth, savoring the feel and taste, only swallowing when he told me too. Then, I closed my eyes and let it just trickle slowly down my throat, swallowing little bits at a time. He whipped my back again and demanded me to bend over so. She was an Asian she-male like the one I knew in New England. Billie Jean of course had a whole routine based on Michael Jackson tunes. (S/he really gave everyone a ‘Thriller.’ Hir rendition of ‘Beat It ‘ burned down the house.) Lucy May on the other hand had a whole Shirley Temple thing going on. Hir act finished with a rousing crowd pleasing version of ‘On the Good Ship Lollipop.’ But the things s/he did with hir giant lollipop were way too naughty for little Miss Temple. Meanwhile Debbie was. ." Or, Jane?" Your undies." Oh." I wouldn't mind." Oh? And what do you think your father would say?" I wasn't planning on telling, Jake. Were you?" Ahhh... I guess not." So, you want to drink your beer here, or while we walk?" Where are we going?" Jake hopped up from the seat, fully awake now, and listening intently."Secret." Jane stood up beside him, handed him the towels, and a can of beer. She took one herself, opened it, and started to wander down the track beside the river.Jake opened his. Manuel undressed and hung his clothes from a nail in the light green, plastered wall."Fran," he said. He pronounced it "Frahn," and he gestured the blonde girl up to the low table.Holding her shoulders, he lay her back on the table, with her butt hanging over the end and her feet straining for purchase on the floor. Fran whimpered as he tied her wrists to the table so she couldn't change her position.Fran's breasts were beautiful, twin ice peaks capped with dark red flowers. Manuel ran his hand.