We sat at the kitchen table with our drinks."Where's your mom?" I asked."She started working Saturdays today," Emily answered.We talked for an hour an... then I said, "I need to get back before my parents worry." You can just call and let them know you're here." Okay. If it's alright." Why not?" she said.We had lunch and then went into the living room to talk more. We faced each other on the sofa. I loved my time with her and knew I was falling for her but tried to deny it. She was so beautiful.. I could hear her moaning and felt the vibrations on my cock which, though I couldn’t see it, had her mouth wrapped around it. I could feel her hot spit washing against the sides. I reached over and grabbed the stocking she had thrown at me during her little striptease. Removing my hands from her waist, I took an end of the stocking in each hand and put it behind Erica’s head, rhythmically bobbing up and down. Applying some pressure, I forced her head down with the stocking. She made. Carl was a younger version of Kyle, with a large frame, red hair, oft-broken nose, friendly disposition and a ready smile. His Weapon was a ball-headed, one-handed mace with a silvered steel shaft.Lucrecia, was a tall woman, a hair over six feet, with dark mocha skin, broad shoulders, a modest waist and bust, and strong hips with a pleasantly-rounded ass. Her Weapon was an ugly looking, blood-red bladed whip. They met their freshman year at Northwestern while taking the same schedule. Both. I take my time sucking this magical cock, using lots of spit, slobbering up and down the shaft, licking the big smooth balls, moaning loudly as I begin to deepthroat. With some coaxing, I'm able to take the entire shaft down my gullet, until I feel those hot balls resting on my chin. My eyes begin to water to the point of crying, and I'm gagging for sure. But I don't stop. I move my hands from my wet cunt up to my huge breasts and back again, making myself cum as I sputter and suck and choke on.