I felt my one hand going to my pussy, which was wet again. My nipples were rubbing against his knees. And I was sucking vigorously. He couldn't take a...ymore of it. He made a loud groan, and my mouth was full of a liquid, salty to taste and very thick. Before I could understand I was drinking it. I loved it. I sucked till his cock was dry. I was feeling breathless and sat on the floor with my head on his lap. He was sitting on the chair, panting.Then he slowly said, "priya, come here, sit on my. As they approached the south slope, Amy pulled up short.“Damn, she’s gone down the slope and around the back of the ridge!” Amy hissed. “She’s probably sitting up on top of the ridge, laughing her fucking ass off at us, right now! Shit, how could I be so fucking stupid?” Amy admonished herself.“What makes you think she’s around the back?” Ben wanted to know.“If she was going to go along the eastern cliff, she’d have gone along that eastern edge to that clump of bushes at the bottom, then gone. " I soaked the crotch of her pettipants and her panty with my cum, and she rubbed her bra-covered breasts against my chest as she had a hard climax.She stood up, and looked to see what I had left on her. "Next time, all of this goes into my mouth, dear," she said. She removed the pettipants and laid them on the bed next to me, saying, "You lay here while I change into something dry." I watched her take a pair of white pettipants out of her drawer and put them on. "This pair actually looks like. One almost never saw a homeless person wandering the streets anymore either. Among the last to be made tape slaves, they had all been rounded up and brought to Community Centers during the final stage of what was now referred to as "The Gathering." There, they were fed, clothed, taped and offered a job working at one of the new Centers opening all over the world. Most took the offer, though a few still chose to return to the streets to beg. Some wondered why they weren't just taped to want to.