I caught my breath and stared at the blue tiled floor now covered in semi-transparent white cum and saliva when one of them pushed me down into it. "...ick it all up bitch."I extended my tongue to the thankfully mostly clean locker room floor and lapped at the puddle that my face was smeared into like a cat. It didn't work well as actually getting much in my mouth, but they enjoyed taking pictures of me doing it, and I found I was guiltily enjoying it as well.Then someone started poking at my. He grabbed me again and easily laid me down on the desk, with my ankles hanging off it. "Allow me to make you feel good, dear perfect wife," he mentioned, getting down on his knees. "I can give you some tongue time down here too," he said, before placing fingers from both of his hands on my pussy and letting his tongue come down onto it too. "And I'm more than happy to accept it too," I moaned, placing my hands on his head. "I guess I'll keep an eye on the door now." He nodded and started. That being said, happy reading!ForewordHello, this is my first story on this site and when I started out doodling it down during a boring bus trip I had no idea that it would get as big of a following as it now has and I really want give a big thank you to everyone who reads to it. (And if you do enjoy the story, please consider liking/subscribing to it and/or giving me a follow. It doesn't just go for me personally, it really helps, way more then you would imagine in motivating your favorite. She strained on tiptoes to get more of my bulging cock inside her. I grabbed her ass with both hands and lifted her until she was impaled on my huge fuck pole."Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh... Jesus... Jamie... ooooooooooooohhhh that feels so good." She wrapped her legs around me and moaned again as the head of my cock slammed into her cervix. I spun us around and walked to the bed, falling on top of her sexy, firm body, cramming her full of my cock. She screamed in passion as my bloated cock.