She was trembling slightly as my fingers started probing the warm recess of her slit but, when she felt my finger inside her young vagina, she sort of...melted and I knew she was mine. I lay on my back and invited Molly to straddle my face. I opened the cheeks of her bum with my hands and ran my tongue the whole length of her crack, making sure to linger around her puckered sphincter and soft labia. I could feel Molly’s fingers inside my warm wet cunt and she was sucking my clit like someone. I remember the sense of finality.The shame.I was on my knees on the bed. The tip of Ralph's hard cock rested on the curl of my tongue. The painted nails of my fingers dug into the hard flesh of his ass cheeks. I pulled him towards me. I had to have him, to swallow him. My tits swung freely down from my chest. A sweet and familiar cloud of lust set my mind afloat.I must have looked the whore I was.No classy affair, this. No subtle titillation of the senses. No carefully planned adventure. Not. Then Master blew a huge load and I swallowed greedily.Then he pushed me off his cock and looked down at me with a devious smile. Master began to piss on my chest. The warm piss mingled with the warm shower. I felt embraced by this warm wetness, as if I were in Master's womb. My slave dick was standing straight up, erect.I looked up, opened my lips and began to catch Master's flow, letting it fountain in and out of my mouth. The sensation was so erotic, to watch Master's face while he. Her vagina was like a glove for my penis. Her ass was bouncing up and down at lightning speed; she was twerking on me. For a long time I was just on the edge of cumming, and finally my hot cum came gushing out and up her pussy. She slowed down and got off me, and again my cock was sucked clean of all the cum. I couldn’t wait to fuck the next girl.But instead the blonde girl came back. She hadn’t had enough yet. I didn’t know how my cock was staying hard. I had came three times already. .