"You goddamn bastard! You came in Mommy's mouth! You rotten shit, I told you not to do that! I told you she didn't want it! Bite, Mother! BITE HIS COC... OFF!" Ahhhhhgh! You stupid cunt!" Logan bellowed.Christine heard a smack. She heard Robin cry out with pain. She tasted a sudden saltiness in her mouth, and then she felt the stinging smack against her own cheek as he slapped her head away from his bleeding prick.He roared. He raged at both of them. And then he was gathering them together in his. ..--- Looking back, I can't believe I took the next step. After walking back from disposing of my male clothes in the donation bin, I saw an empty alley. I knew what I wanted to do, and I knew I shouldn't do it. But the attraction was too strong. My feminine ego was in charge and she wanted to enjoy some arousal. So, I turned into the darkened alley. My heels made a delicious clatter against the pavement. The short hem of my dress swished and swayed, brushing the soft material against my upper. " Thanks," Michelle said. "But I'll be OK. I just have to go up the ladder. There is a place for hand and foot holds for adjusting. I've done it before."Sahara leaned forward and whispered something in Michelle's ear and Michelle blushed."Actually, it might be better if someone else did it," she said. "I just realized I am wearing a skirt."Ben laughed."Modesty on a porn shoot," he boomed gleefully. "Will wonders never cease? Sure, I'll call someone to do it."Michelle and Sahara hustled out and. I run my hands up and down her body and squeeze her butt on the way back up. I move my hands around to the sides of her waist, and slowly move them up along the curve of her chest while kissing her. She moves her hands over mine and guides them up to her breasts.After a minute, she moves her hand down to her legs and begins to pleasure herself. I go back to kissing her neck, and she arches her head back. Then she takes both my hands and moves them down to her clit, where I begin to massage her.