You look like a girl with a pacifier in her mouth ;-)I rub my fingers across the sticky wetness that is your pussy and paint your juices onto the swol...en nipples sticking out of your rope-bra. I then begin to lick, suck and nibble your nipples. I bite softly and enjoy your moans. I then put some nipple clamps on your nipples and watch you squirm.I ask you a question 'on a scale of one to five, with five as the maximum how big a cocksucking slut are you?' I hear your muffled cry of five through. As I stumbled for words she placed a finger over my mouth and she knelt down, took me into her hand and directed it to her mouth. For the next five minutes I cannot say whether I just stood there because I was just stunned or from the pure joy her mouth and tongue brought to me. The sight was amazing, I have had sex in the shower but it has been quite some time since I was ‘serviced’ in this way. The my brain started to work and I blurted out, ‘What are you doing?’Removing me from her. “JAMIE, GIVE HIM MOUTH-TO-MOUTH. BECKY, TRY MASSAGING THE ARTERY IN HIS LEG. IT’S NOT TOO LATE. He was putting his hands on Linda and me, imploring us to keep trying. “This isn’t the way I saw this ending...” He began sobbing.Another three minutes and Linda was looking at me, frowning. “I think we’re too late,” she flashed weakly.I think we were all feeling that way. Brian, Melody and most of the boats crew were now sobbing as Jamie and Becky continued their desperate ministrations.Suddenly, my. ”“Diane, seriously, when I realized it would look like sperm, I did get a little afraid, but I calmed myself down with what I think you psychologists call self-talk. Oh! At the back of my mind, I had something of a flashback, but of something pleasant.”“What was it?”“The name of the last ice cream stand before you enter the National Park with the Little Big Horn.:“Huh?” An obvious professional response.“Custard’s Last Stand.” The room broke up.“Seriously, Candace ... if I can stop laughing ....