"You shall tattoo a seven-pointed star right here." She touched her groin just to the left of her bush. "Then a second seven-pointed star here." She t...uched her right, budding breast, circling her pink nipple."I will," I breathed, my cock hard as a rock."Strip and let me gaze upon your strong countenance."I pulled the black, leather vest I wore off, throwing it carelessly on the floor. Her eyes appreciating my muscular form covered in tattoos. Then I unfastened my heavy, black belt studded with. I exploded again. Thos time I cried out loudly as I came. He never paused or broje hos rythmn. My pussy was throbbing and dripping wet. He slowed as I became still and spent time kissing my pussy and admiring his work. He said that was amazing. He wiped his chin and moved his cock close to my face. I instinctively moved my mouth closer and began sucking his raging cock. It was bigger than before and was now dripping precum. It tasted good and I was so ready for him to fuck me. With. I hugged him and smooched his cheek yet again. "If you ever want to tell me what's on your mind, you know where to find me," I reminded him, before strolling into the living room. "Hi, Mom and Dad," I greeted them, sitting on the other couch. "So, what's going on here? Are you two, Mr. and Mrs. Smith?" "No, but let's wait for Bradly to come in here," our mom pointed out. I nodded, and then he came right in there with me. I smirked as I saw him, and he went to the other couch with me, but sat on. It's the way I smelled? What is it??? The couch shifts. He got up. I hear his footsteps. He walked away. I feel used and abandoned. What did I do to deserve so much pleasure followed by so much pain? I stay this way for a little while, but my body is aching already from being in the same position. My cunt still hasnt calmed down. It is still burning with the sensation of his fingers. Those were some of the most powerful orgasms I have ever experienced, and they probably were to be the last as.