I stick another up there, and I feel my lover jerk forward, presenting even more of his swollen member to my loving lips!One more finger, curled up, a...d he lets out the most primeval of moans, and a hot gush fills my mouth! I have time to swallow, before another hot pulse of thick cum fills my mouth, salty and sweet, and then lots of little pulses of thin, runny spunk, coat my throat, shooting down into my stomach. Then he comes to a halt, and I get the last of his jizz, rolling my tongue over. They kept up their abuse of him for several minutes. At some point hestopped resisting. Tears were flowing down his face by the time the twomistresses stopped and lowered him gently to the floor. We all knew he hadbeen broken.While this was going on Cecilia had moved close to us and Laura grabbedher hand. On the other side Stephanie and Molly had also moved towards usand I grabbed Molly's hand so that the five of us were huddled together.Another phenomenon was that I realized I was erect. A. She had not moved in almost an hour and we had all assumed she was passed out. Obviously, we were wrong. There was a moment of silence before we answered. I am not usually one to play such childish games, but I knew this could very well be my last chance to fantasize. Im in, I said, surprising everyone present. But my unexpected response helped convince the remaining members of the group to accept Sammis offer. Because she was responsible for us playing, Sammi started. I could tell you. Oozing, endlessly oozing. Trembling, shaking, like an earthquake. I am melted. I am woman. I am love. I am desire. I am melted gooey girl-come. A puddle of desire. A river of lust. A lake of passion. An ocean of girl-come. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” He didn’t stop. He had no intention to stop. And neither did I. “I’m MELT-ing!” I cried out, in my best Wicked Witch from Oz imitation, and trembling all over. “I’m MELT-ing! Oh! What a world! What a world!” I puddled onto his face. Onto my.