Just keep licking.”On the second upward scoop of his tongue, Ryan felt a dollop of spunk fall on his tongue. It was salty, but not unpleasant. He he...itated to take such a large amount into his mouth.Emily’s husky voice encouraged him, “Swallow it, honey, it’s the only way to help me out.”Ryan swallowed. His mouth turned up at the edges; in his head, the thought of what he was doing felt wrong and degrading. Yet it was Emily that was making him feel this way. Emily had fucked his friend and was. I then said come into the kitchen with me, and had her bend over the table, and got my first piece of ass. I fucked her pussy like a d-g in heat, then stuck it in her tight asshole, then made her lick me clean, which she did without complaining. I was liking being master. I opened the vegetable bin, and pulled out the largest zuchini we had, about 16 inches long, and 8 inches around, much bigger than her arm. I showed it to her, and said my weiner won’t hurt you, but this will, (I hope). I. “What did you have in mind?” I asked coyly. She smiled thinly and winked. “You’re a dirty little slut,” she said quietly. I glanced away feeling my face warm as I blushed. I knew what she had in mind and I was growing harder by the minute. Kinky sex was one of our passions and Carol Ann could be a fine dominatrix when she wanted to be. “Yes Mistress. I am.” She nodded. I reached for the bottle and led the way upstairs to my loft bedroom, turning off the lights on the way. Once. Tim pushed the rest of the sheets off his legs and sat upon the bed’s edge. Looking around the room helped Tim remember he was living in the same house, under the disguise of George Johnson’s distant cousin and occasional house guest. Tim was hiding in plain sight, and he and his friends had not been questioned or harassed by any authorities since the raid on the Bolivar family’s restaurant/night club several months ago.The Bolivar family, led by sisters Yolanda and Margarita, were also.