Once Buddy had found his mark, the mating could now begin his mind. Since my mouth gave almost zero resistance, the cock easily found its way to my th...oat. He started to piston in and out from my mouth with brutal speed. I tasted myself from the cock only briefly before the taste of Buddy's precum replaced it. I was disgusted by both tastes but I simply couldn't do anything about it. The precum kept coming and coming and pistoning cock kept pushing it further down my throat. To be fair, I. . . you were sucking out my soul."It was strange to use the word. John didn't really believe in souls and that kind of thing—He hadn't believed in the existence of devils either . . .—but it seemed like the only explanation which made sense.Daphne laughed. "Don't be silly. You wouldn't be talking to me now. Taking out a person's soul is like removing the batteries from a toy soldier. They cease to function."A chill ran up John's spine. She was speaking from experience.Daphne leant over him. When she got home, Patricia could have left the vehicle running to take care of her now blazing loins. Shaking by the time, she parked and locked up the, exiting the car became a feat. It made her laugh as she walked into the house, realizing that her need for sexual gratification had always been like that. Minutes, maybe even seconds after a sweet release, she needed more. And more she intended having. “Daniel,” she called out, frustrated as she took off her shoes. She couldn’t get naked fast. "Up to that point Jake's cock was the only one I'd ever seen - much less fucked. Anyway, my new plastic friends were enough to keep me faithful until the day I saw Bill's cock."Beth walked into the house and closed the door behind her before shed unzipped her jacket and hung it up in the closet. As she stomped the snow from her boots before putting them in the boot tray her mind moved ahead to the dildo waiting under her mattress and she could feel the juice squirt out of her pussy to coat her.