What's one or even more cocks cuming down your throat gona do to you, and you now you love the taste."I tried to shake my head but he just grinned, "W...en I used to see you at the golf club do's I thought you were nothing more than a cunt on legs, now we know your just a fuck machine and with you husband away that's what were gona do for the next 36 hours, just fuck you stupid."I tired to plead with him as well as not let the cock at my mouth in but all the time the tongue up my pussy was. "He touched another on a chair, "This one is Toshiro Yoshimitsu, that's a Chokuto by Go Yoshihiro, Bizen Nagamitsu made that Tsurugi/Ken, and Ike Muramasa forged that Kodachi."Pretty soon, there was a sergeant following along with a brass tag maker, making tags as fast as he could. The only difference in the tags was probable provenience by John Parker 1969John was sorting them into sets and singles. A few pairs, but mostly sets and singles."This is in the wrong saya. That's a scabbard for you. She started with stroking his cock slowly at first, but then she started to pick up the pace as she became more comfortable. Next she took a small lick of the head, finding the sample quit good, she decided to just take the head in her mouth as she started to suck and slurp, and lick her way up and down his shaft. A small smile came across her lips as she heard her father's moans and groans of pleasure escape his lips. All doubt of whether or not she could please him was gone. She knew they had. He started quietly moaning. She opened her eyes – something was wrong. The room was dark now – how long had I slept, she thought to herself.Through the drunken haze and the darkness, she saw Eddie. Fuck! Eddie, not Joel. What the fuck – it was Joel’s younger brother pumping her. She closed and opened her eyes again, this can be real she thought, but the feeling of him inside her plenty real enough.My god, I’ve got Eddie lying on top of me, Eddie’s dick inside me. Eddie looked back, he wasn’t.