He'll probably shoot more out the first time he comes and I like to see the stuff pour into your mouth. Can't really see it up your cunt."Tom felt as ...f he were being used. The way they were discussing the process, he might have been an in animate object-- like a dildo, for instance--with no say in the matter at all. But it was not a bad sort of object to be, if one must be an object, and the sex-frantic lad was not going to ruin things by making any objections to his objectdom.He just sat. “Who’s we?” I said without looking at her.“I don’t know, me and this guy,” she said evasively. “For argument’s sake, someone like you. We’re friends, I feel safe with you. And you seem to have it all figured out, going from normal to this sexual cocoon seamlessly.” She looked up at me. “Would you consider it? If it was on offer? Hypothetically?”“I would love to,” I said. “As long as I thought you could handle it.”“Who can say?” she replied. “We would have to try and just take it as it came.. Roth could only speak simple, and usually single words, but Trina easily made out the word “tits” and couldn’t contain her smile. “You like my tits, Mr. Roth? Maybe I should show them to you sometime and see if that cock of yours has any life left in it.”“Maybe you should try it Trina, it couldn't hurt.” Trina was startled to hear Ben behind her in the doorway, obviously eavesdropping on what she had said. Ben walked up to her and put his hands on her upper arms, “What do you say? Mr. Roth has. And I'd slipped my hard dick in between the couch base and cushion. Not a great feeling, but it provided some friction. Bill was getting hot and heavy, he started to pant and fuck Tom's mouth. I could look up and see his balls hitting on Tom's chin as he face fucked him. Bill said, "Fuck, I'm … I'm… cum…ming…" and started to stab harder at Tom's mouth. Maybe harder than he intended, just as he called out in pleasure, he slipped out of Tom and started to squirt all over Tom's face and neck..