Jill's been working on deep throating for a few weeks, pushing a toothbrush down her throat, and decides this is the moment of truth. She takes a deep...breath and goes for it. She immediately starts to choke but forces herself to keep it in. Tears form in her eyes and her body really wants to reject this thick foreign object entering her throat.Allie can see what she's trying to do, so she puts her hands on her head and holds her down. Her stomach is convulsing, trying to throw up. She knows. He said hesitantly,"Dear, I just wanted to mention that... well... ever since we started thisrole playing... I haven't actually gotten to, you know, penetrate you." Awww." She sounded like she was faking sympathy. Which she was. "Soyou don't want to go down on me anymore?" The thought of that, now thatshe had gotten him so deeply into the part he was playing, scared him. Hedidn't want to lose the good portions of what he had gained, just thebeing-made-less-of-a-man portions. But she. I kissed her again, a quicker, more traditional welcoming kiss and leaned back to separate us a little. "Can I take that sweater for you?" Oh yes, thank you. I'll get our Mojita fixings going while you do that," she moved around me to grab the bag, brushing against me and my abused personal space again. I smiled and rushed back to the entryway to put the sweater in the entry closet. I looked at the hangers in the closet and decided the loose, cable-knit sweater would be safer laid on the high. She closed her eyes and thought about being with the twins, her imagination running wild. She would do anything they wanted, anything. They could piss on her, all over her, her tits, her cunt, her face. She’d let them piss inside her cunt ... into her mouth.Janet slipped her hand under her panties, her fingers sliding through her soft cunt-hair, reaching for her bubbling cunt. She bent her knees, holding them open, working the tip of one finger in and out of her cunt, feeling the juicy tight.