Was this the smell of a vagina, of my mother’s vagina? I regarded the size of the thing and wondered at it. It was significantly bigger than me. I p...t it back and turned my attention to the book and the money. I counted over four hundred pounds before I carefully returned it to the box. I had no idea where the money had come from, or why Mum hadn’t put it into the bank.The book contained a list of initials and addresses, most of which were local. Beside each were notations of payments made. For. Gathering her saliva in her mouth, she leaned forward, and suddenly spit directly on the head of his cock. As it oozed down from the head, her fingers slid up the shaft and spread her saliva along it, moving easily through the slippery wetness. Then she took his cock back into her mouth, and began sucking him in earnest, in long, slow strokes. Her spit oozed out from her flooded mouth, past her lips and down to the base of his shaft, her mouth making wet slurping sounds as she deep-throated. I took more of his cock on the second and third strokes. By the fourth stroke, his rod was poking my tonsils. I didn't think I could take anymore."Open your throat, bitch," Jake said.Jake grabbed the back of my head and forced me to take his whole dick. He grabbed a handful of hair from the top of my head and started fucking my face.The lesbian lay on the ground behind me and slid her face between my legs under my dress. She licked the left thigh, then the right. She grabbed my panties by the. I need you too,’ he whispered in her ear as he surged forward, taking her over the edge and lifting her feet from the tiles. His arm about her waist held her tightly, suspended a couple of inches above the tub as he pounded into her. Their bodies found a frantic rhythm that left them breathless. She squeezed his fingers as he pushed her body higher, another intense orgasm building inside of her. ‘Please, Daniel, oh god please,’ she whimpered. ‘Please what, sweetheart? Please fuck you? Make you.