When Yavara’s tongue milked his organ to bursting, my lips and throat extracted the milk from its spout. Then he hobbled away on shaky legs to colla...se at the perimeter, one more notch on Yavara’s bedpost, one more casualty of her brand of sex. “Feed me, Mommy.” Yavara whispered, her expression possessed with ecstasy. Our fangs bit into each other’s cheeks as out lips and tongues entwined in a lecherous embrace. We passed the man’s cum between our mouths, mingling it with the delicious filth. She spread her knees silently hoping no other readers could see under the table and witnessed her carnal capitulation to the demands of her temporary supervisor. It was not much different than simply giving in to the advances of her boss, Mister Honeywell with his stiff thick cock that seemed to stay hard no matter how many times he spurted his juices all over her nice clothes.Marcie liked taking orders, no matter how degrading and how much they robbed her of her last shreds of personal. She hesitatingly reached for it, and I could see that Louise's fingers could barely wrap around it! As I took a closer look I then saw that her fingers did not wrap around him, and that there was maybe an inch to go before her middle finger and thumb could touch. This foreskin was new to her, and she seemed to take delight in feeling how the skin would pull back and forth as she stroked him.Louise looked over at me as she fondled his cock lovingly, and I knew she was asking for permission to. He found only one reason to live, and she had died.During the first few years his sadness was profound. He cried to himself if the sun did not creep into his room at the proper angle. He read the Hadith but could no longer comprehend the words. He knelt and prostrated to a God he secretly hated, because no God, if God is to be filled with an ultimate goodness, would confiscate his Rashida and mangle her in that fashion. He played the part with precision. He had learned the ways of the faith and.