Seconds later, Brit sighed an audible, “uuuuuhhhhh,” and released her orgasm in an arching squirt, just like she had done in the massage parlor. H...r sexual fluid landed all over Ross and made his body glisten. He watched Brit’s pussy pulse her orgasm out until it dribbled the rest. It was more than he could take. Without a touch, h is cock rocked up and down with his initial spasm and then shot spurting streams of white, landing on his chest first, then on his stomach above his navel, then. We...”I’d seen enough. Or rather, I couldn’t take anymore. So many deaths. I reached for the remote and pressed mute.“Are you okay, Martin?” asked Kelly, as she stroked my back.I shook my head.“He can’t talk yet, sweetheart,” said Mel.I couldn’t speak for four days after the incident. It was weird and unnerving. I mean, technically I could speak. And I could nod or shake my head. My hearing was fine, too. But I couldn’t form any words. I couldn’t make myself speak, much like you can’t stick. " She stroked it a few times and said, "Let’s play something else. We can call this game," she paused and gave me a devious look, "you do anything you want to me and we see what happens… Want to play?" "Yes." I could not then, as I cannot now, even begin to describe how turned on I was."Come over here and get filthy and kinky with me. Remember, anything you want. I won’t say no, no matter what you do to me."She stood up and moved to the love seat. She spread her legs, and I had to touch her.I. Sam decided that she and Cassie were going to wash me. I'm not stupid, so I didn't argue. After they had washed me, thoroughly I might add, Sam soaped up her hands, then handed me the soap. She started washing Cassie, so I took the hint and helped.Washing Cassie was a lot of fun. She wiggled and squirmed and giggled when we washed different spots. After we finished her, Sam held her arms up and said it was her turn.I was aware that Sam had experienced sex with another girl, so I wasn't.