He fed her his wet fingers and made her clean them all the while she wanked his cock. She sped her strokes up and she described how his body jerked a... she pulled all his spunk out of him. A couple of jets of cum had gone over her skirt, she apologised to me saying she was so sorry that she had to taste his cum, she wiped some of his cum from her clothes and fed herself. She described the taste and that she would have loved me to be there to instruct her to be even naughtier. Being a very. Then, in silence, he turned his brothers and the boys around and then put Sam over near Mark and Paul, facing away from them, bent over so his large masculine butt was lined up with their dripping pricks. John took a similar position in front of the boys, and then told them to drop the masks.There was an enormous gasp of lust when the masks came off and they saw the two studs bent over in front of them, their butts begging to be plugged. John's voice was ragged with lust, too. "Mark, fuck Sam. No. Men weretrouble.But that did leave me in a tough spot with this blasted house.I'd inherited a fixer-upper in the most complete sense from my elderlymother and not much else in terms of cash. It was a big house in theoldest suburb of Nockton Vale but it needed an awful lot of work - mostof which I didn't have the upper body strength or technical wherewithalto get on with. With my own business as a dressmaker taking an awful hitin the recession I was practically unemployed. Losing my mum had. The biggest one was in the pants of old Sludge-Pump Yates."Why, of course, Hugh. Phone any time. Here's our number." Arnold Spender took a card from his pocket and wrote down the phone number of the apartment. "By the way," he added, "I forgot to thank you for looking after Linda. Thank your cousin for me, too. Good night." Good night sir, good night Linda," replied Hugh."Good night," she said. Her voice sounded slightly timid; a bit weak, thought Hugh. Surely she's not falling for me - just.