.." Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack! "Ahh!"After what felt like forever, Becky felt Michael pulling her pants down and raining ...ore hits. Smack, smack, smack, smack. "Ow, Michael!" Smack, smack, smack, smack...Finally, Michael stopped and Becky took the time to catch her breath. At this point, she was sobbing and hoped it was the end, but of course, it wasn't. Becky's stomach dropped when she heard him undo his belt.Michael pulled her up and bent her over the arm of the. The cushions felt so smooth as my foot slid further into the pump. It felt quite snug, and i could feel the cushions surrounding my foot. I slid the other on and stood up. I wondered if I could even walk in these! I took a few steps and seemed to be doing fine. As I walked towards the mirror, I heard a small click and pop from each shoe and felt something inside quickly wrapping around my toes tighly! My feet began to get warm and then quite hot. The cushions felt as if they popped and some. From the way they were holding the cocks in front of their faces with their tongues hanging out, both of them wanted the guys to cum in their mouths.That was my preference as well. First, although I realize many girls would differ with me on this, I like the taste of cum. Even more importantly, I HATE having cum all over me as it just makes a sticky mess and when it dries it itches. The absolute worst is to get it in your hair. Once it dries it is a royal pain to get out and if you dare to. And now Helen had left no doubt about how eager she was to be pleasured and eaten up by my unrestrained mouth.Now the circle was closed: I had asked, she wanted, she demanded. As I sank my face into Helen’s shivering crotch, her pelvis lifted in welcome. With a breathless, “Yes!” she rubbed her pussy against my lips, and her fingers began their excited clawing in my hair. Helen’s hands and the pitches in the music of her moans, whimpers, and pleadings guided me in exploring the lusciousness of.