The next thing I know Mr. Second's cock starts to spasm and he is sending streams of cum into my mouth. I stay down on him, assess the taste, it's ac...eptable. Tastes like cum, so I start swallowing while keeping him deep. I do try to use my mouth to milk a cock clean, just like I do so well with my bottom. I'm having a tough time now because Mr. First is banging me so hard that Mr. Seconds cock wants to jump out of my mouth. Which it does! At that moment Mr. First pulls my hips back hard. I didn't fall but gently released her and stood beside the bed erect cock bobbing with each beat of my heart. Again she surprised me by wrapping my cock with her stocking clad feet. She rubbed it slowly letting me get the feel of the fabric. One foot moved between my legs and so I assumed the Superman pose. Legs spread and hands on hips as I watched her not only play with my cock and balls but also play with herself. She prodded my balls with her feet and slid along my butt crack until a nylon. The South will wait, just because it’s prime Rapture soil and I want Michael to have a chance to reap it for all he can. He will milk the South for souls like a dairy farmer hungry for cheese. It’s going to be probably the most depopulated region of the country, but that’s fine.“I will repopulate it in short order, just in less orthodox ways, if the Holy Ghost doesn’t wreck our plans. In some ways, though, as long as he fails, he’ll produce more refugees and I’ll settle many of them in Dixie,. She’s been on an anti-psychotic for five years that manages her symptoms.”“Did you know this when you started dating her?” his father asked.“No — I found out later. I love her. I love her deeply and when she’s not having symptoms she’s a joy. But there’s a problem — about mid October her dad was laid off and lost his health insurance. He got a replacement policy but it won’t cover her meds and we ... they can’t afford it out-of-pocket.”“Oh, the poor girl,” his mother remarked.“How much is it?”.