The three fingers Marie was shoving in and out of her pussy made her head spin, but it was the fingers she was feeling sliding in and out of her assho...e that was what she was living for at that moment.Babbling gibberish, Ginger gestured at Bruno's cock, which loomed close to her mouth.Her sounds were incoherent. "Ugh, ugh, uggggh... nugh... naw... huh... huhhhh!"Marie snapped at Bruno, "Fill her mouth with that fuckin' dong of yours big boy," And he was inserting it into Ginger's mouth before. I told him I wasn't going to rub my cum on my face but he said my cum was too young and didn't have the hormones that his did. Then he said if I wanted (I liked the way he made it like he was doing me a favor) that when he came he would rub it on my face. I said I would try it. So he tells me to sit down and he jerked off into his hand and rubbed it over my forehead, cheeks , over my lips. Then he said it might be easier next time to rub it over my face with his dick because his dick is. Iknow I'm like that, I always look away.The problem, as she pointed out, is that because woman's clothing isnot constructed with my attributes in mind it inadvertantly becomesexplicit. And that is what we need to be careful about. Take the yogapants for example, that ended up being rather explicit, like bikeshorts. But what about my cocktail dress? I didn't set out toprotrude from that, but I obviously didn't prevent it either.We went back and forth for a while, before settling on some. ...He liked grabbing my head, which is fine, but I told him I can't deep throat. He also liked when I sucked in his balls & slathered them with my tongue. I was so hypnotized by his big wagging dick, I didn't realize that when I got down on top of him to suck his dick, he lifted his legs & laid them over my arms, trapping them between his thighs & the mattress. At the time he said he didn't want me using my hands. I didn't think twice about that since many tops don't like you using your hands.