“You would love it if this was someone else’s come wouldn’t you. If I had come home freshly fucked with another man’s come over my tits.”You... hand wanked me faster and I moaned my pleasure loudly. You were going to make me come again.You began your narrative again. “He picked me up when I was out tonight and fucked me outside the club in his car. He had a massive cock.”At this point my moans became louder and more urgent.“You like that don’t you? You want me to be fucked by a big cock. You like. I wiped my eyes and looked at them, tentatively, afraid that I might see rivulets of blood running over my tits. There was none of that, just a few indentations in my nipples told about their mistreatment at my own hands. Obviously I had suffered no permanent damage. “Good girl!” And I did feel some pride well up at having made it through this treatment. Then Anne’s lips were back at my opening, licking over it, sucking hard on my clit. The feeling from my hyper-sensitive nub was a mixture of. Glancing over, he noted that Hansen was thoroughly enjoying the tail feeding. The Furling's ass was thrust up higher than before; his furry cheeks clenched and relaxed steadily, hungrily taking in the potion like a suckling kitten. The Halfling behind him was smiling, enjoying administering the potion as much as he was enjoying receiving it. Her hand caressed the right cheek of his bottom, then wandered down to playfully stroke the hard shaft that was again protruding from the Squirrel's. Instead of just jumping on and humping me, he started by putting his hand on my tummy and gently rubbing it in a circular motion. I was really getting turned on. I asked him where he learned this all of a sudden and he said he found a couple of web sites with stories in them and was trying some of the things he read about.I told him it felt fantastic, to keep reading if it was all going to be this good. He made me feel good about myself by complimenting me and taking his time when we made love..