"Can she take it all?" one of the guys asked. "You want to show them?" Mark asked me with a smile as I pulled it out of my mouth. I could actually get...it all in my mouth, but only in one position. I turned around on the couch so my legs were in the air and my head was hanging off the edge, making a straight line from my mouth to my throat. Mark got on his knees and put his dick in my mouth. He cupped my breasts as he pushed it in, me holding my breath and fighting my reflex to gag as he slid it. According to the note, the museum found the contents of the journal inappropriate for either display or academic study.The letter ended with a brief but firm postscript that the museum in question wanted to avoid any notoriety that might come with the publication of this journal. Furthermore, with their delivery of the package to its rightful owner, the firm's obligation to any involved party was now ended.The letter raised far more questions than it answered. Who wrote the diary and when? Who. I raised my pelvis up, but couldn't move too much. He smiled and flicked my clit again. I moaned louder. He covered my pussy with his mouth and stuck his tongue inside me. His tongue began to lick everywhere. It was like he was trying to cover every inch and wasn't going to stop until he decided I'd had enough."Please!" I cried out."Please what pet?" he asked while slapping my pussy lightly, but with enough force that I jumped."Please Master. Take me. Make me yours." I said looking at him. My. The light blonde tuft of hair between her legs beckoned him, drew his cock against her creamy snatch. His balls tightened when he felt her cunt-lips spreading and accepting his cock-head. Her pussy seemed to suck his hard cock into it all by itself.Breathing heavily now, Terry reached beneath the girl's warm body and stroked her belly, running his hands over her until he reached her pendulous tits. He grabbed big handfuls of tit-flesh and kneaded her knockers until she felt dizzy inside.He felt.