Although Psychlone knew enough from his university studies in Political History that there were fewer more hackneyed clichés in the history of altern...tive or underground culture, this whole thing was being done for the cause of World Peace.But this time it was deadly serious. Peace in the world was at serious risk. Those missiles stationed on the tartan and taffy borders were more of a threat to peace and the survival even of the human species than any war there'd ever been in a distant foreign. He was going to give her another orgasm even if she refused.On her back with a look of surprise she watched him spread her legs apart and dive face first onto her cunt. He lapped at her sore lips and attacked her swollen clit like a man possessed. Like bolts of lightning her body jerked as she tried to move away. He tasted all of their cum and he swallowed as he sucked.“Stop, stop, wait,” she cried as he continued his attack. He didn’t stop and he didn’t hold back. Mal flicked his tongue across. As I stood up and started cleaning up using a towel, Matt the married man grabbed my hand and laidme down where he proceeded to fuck me again, my arms and legs wrapped around him as he fuckedme harder and harder with each thrust. Finally he pulled out and had me open my mouth and he shothis hot load down my throat, making sure I swallowed every drop.Brian, Chris and Brody then, also fucked me again, coming in my mouth and all over my face, breastsand stomach. As I lay there in a semen covered. “ Did I give you permission to cum, Little Girl? ” She jerked her fingers away, and shook. She needed desperately to come, but she knew it would only add to his ire. Lathering herself up again, she ignored the way her body clenched and flexed as she scored the razor across her skin. When she finished her inspection, making sure no hair remained, she soaped her hair and conditioned it with her Daddy’s favorite scent. After toweling herself dry, she rubbed a creamy lotion scented with honeysuckle.