And then they opened, the blue of the sky staring unfocused at me.“Zanyia?” he groaned, sounding groggy.I popped my mouth of his dick. “Master!�...� I squealed. “You have such a yummy cock.”My pussy clenched, aching to be filled. And Master’s dick throbbed in my hand as he blinked sleepy eyes. He needed to cum. I needed to cum. And I had the perfect solution to make that happen for the both of us.“Pater’s mighty cock!” he grunted as I impaled my tight pussy on his thick dick.“Oh, yes, Master, you. “I told her that she should loosen up and then I said men prefer slut over bitch!” We both had a good laugh at that remark.We got to a road that did not have street lights and a slow speed limit. Cynthia leaned over, kissed my cheek, and put her hand on my crotch and started rubbing my cock.I could not concentrate on driving and it became more difficult with Cynthia blowing and licking in my ear. My cock got as hard as it could get within my pants as she rubbed it.I could not get home fast. Now, she wasn't so sure as she was secretly dying to feel even the slightest brush of Adam's tongue against her forbidden tunnel. Just the filthy, wrong thoughts of having her asshole tongued and eaten out was enough to send Madison into another shuddering, crashing climax. She shook almost violently as she felt her cum gush down Adam's chin and all down his strong chest. Her hips bucked forward, and then she felt it...The most amazing feeling ever... Adam's tongue circled around the rim of her. I don’t know how, but the Goddess warned me about your talent so I was ready to handle you as soon as you thought about it.” She turned back to her small tent and climbed in. “Go back to bed Mr. Grey, we all have much to discuss in the morning.” She pulled the flap shut with a snap.Aston returned to his tent and climbed under the covers, shivering, but not from the cold. ‘The Death Goddess had glanced at me for an instant and found me wanting,’ he thought. ‘I must never show interest in that.