I could still faintly taste his cum from before, but did I really want to feel his hard dick against my lips and tongue? Did I really want to feel him...sliding into my mouth? What would he do if that happened? Would he do the same to me or freak out and bring a halt to our game? I decided I wanted to keep going to find out.I matched his motions with mine until I felt my hard-on getting closer and closer to his mouth. His next few strokes had his dick sliding across my lips, but I kept them. I seriously needed to go to the toilet. I walked through the garden, opened the patio door, went through the living room and arrived at the toilet. I did what I had to do and walked back to the living room. There was Marleen, wearing a nightgown, sitting on the couch. I freaked out a little from the scare. Only then I realized it was just Marleen, and smiled."Can't sleep?" I asked."No, my husband is having one of his infamous snoring festivals," she sighed."Hehe, yeah, I know. My dad's the. You caused this damn accident and you aren't even trying to help. While we're trying to save lives, you're lurking here in safety snapping pictures you can use to advance your career!"As for this," she said, indicating the SD card, "I'm going to keep it. In case you cause trouble, or threaten me in any way, I'll selectively release it, proving how while the people you injured bled out, you cavalierly photographed them rather than helping. That should make for some interesting headlines, don't. “You let him fuck you in the ass?” Jill exclaimed.Rochelle nodded a little.“Slut.” Jill replied, a grin on her face. “How was it?” She asked.We both stared at Rochelle as I rubbed my cock head over Jill’s pussy. Rochelle turned even redder and looked back at us for a while until she realized we were going to keep waiting for an answer.“Really hot.” She whispered, as if she was hoping we wouldn’t hear her.“Did you like it?” Jill’s voice oozed with arousal. Rochelle nodded slightly, blushing.