After a couple of sips of my coffee, and a pop tart as well, there was a knock at the door. Jeez—it's just 9:00 AM. Lazily walking to the front door...and opening it, I liked to have lost my shit. There stood Mark Mattox, and Maurice Jones. “What the fuck do you fucks want?” I was pretty arrogant and throaty. Dustin jumps from the couch and bolts for his room. I guess flashbacks from the day last year I pulled the gun on them and dad, and ran them out of the house from having r a p e d my ass the. Then another and another. I want to make Jimmy cum in sync with my next orgasm. His erection is rock hard and ready to blow as I tease it with the tip of my tongue and middle finger.My man loves to stretch our sexual boundaries. And we did as he watched Mary licking me to multiple orgasms while I gave her man a hand job. A little later the four of us are basking in the afterglow in our steam room. Mary and Jimmy are sitting opposite us. Mary has her eyes focused on my man’s flaccid cock and he. But I could see the look of sheer pleasure. Perfect. I continued sucking and could soon heard him moaning slightly. It was odd, the more I sucked on his dick, the sweeter it became. Soon, I was bobbing my head up and down slurping on his dick like it was the sweetest Popsicle in the world.I was so intoxicated by the taste that I didn’t notice that he had stopped moaning for a few minutes. It wasn’t until his stick starting to get slightly softer that I knew something was wrong. What happened? I. .nine Sir, ” shrieked Lucy. By now, there was little of her bottom that remained unchallenged and as each new stroke overlapped a previous one, Lucy began to struggle. With the tenth and eleventh strokes swiftly dispatched, Lucy near collapsed across the desk, her grip on its edge the only thing stopping her from sliding to the floor. As she flexed and straightened her legs while tensing and untensing her wounded buttocks, the cleft between them opened and closed in unladylike fashion as she.