It didn’t take long before I felt the familiar tingling in my toes, crawling up my legs and soon to be erupting in my balls. “I’m cumming!” I ...houted.Charlotte moved forward and as I erupted, the jets of cum shot out over the dildo and my own hand and stomach. Charlotte scooped up any cum that hadn’t successfully landed on the strap-on and let them drip over its shaft. Charlotte then fell back on the bed. “Clean my cock baby,” she told me. I knelt up, still dressed in my knickers, bra and. “Yes, didn’t you notice this phone in my hand? Say hi baby!” Then through the phone I heard her husband who I had not met say “I can’t believe I just watched him eat my cum out of you and suck it out of your panties! This will be so much fun for us babe!” I looked up from her pussy and saw the phone and was even more discouraged. Now it was even more expanded; I was a slave to not what was one person, then six people, now it was seven.Mistress 5 told me to stay where I was and went. I had always felt comfortable talking to mom, so I shared these feelings with her. She listened attentively and tried to give comfort and advice. “You’ll find someone sooner or later,” she had said when I had come back from a date one night looking noticeably depressed. The thing was Alice had been quite agreeable, but I just couldn’t go all the way. Mostly because of my nerves, but that wasn’t the only reason.“She just wasn’t the one, mom,” I had said. Mom had hugged me then, and she had felt. The bulge in the front of his pants was a tent now. The slut patted his crotch. I was now almost close enough to hear what they were saying. They now started walking again, and pretty fast too. I bet the whore was in a real hurry to get into his pants. I hoped that, if they were gonna fuck, they'd not go home to do it. It was a ridiculous wish, because no self-respecting, sane person does it in public, but that's what I hoped would happen.He had his ski mask on as we walked down the empty.