.. Please shit in my mouth.... I need it....Emily pushed again. I could see her asshole expanding. The tip coming into view.Amy was cumming again from...just seeing it pushing out.Lick it Amy... Taste Emily's shit.... I know that you want it.... You need it....Amy flicked her tongue on the protruding brown mass. As more pushed out, she licked it... sucked it. Her mouth engulfed the whole thing and she sucked on Emily's asshole. Then was sucking it like a hard cock.I leaned over and licked the. I know. Okay. Get the grub on, baby... I'll be with you in a jiffy... and... and incidentally, this satyr loves you..."Beth felt it all the way from her heels, an emotion for this massive gentle, boisterous man which she could never, never deny! She said: "I love you, too, Jay Durke... Now, get to hell in there and take a shower!"Beth remained loyal to the typewriter throughout the morning and a good half of the afternoon, working in the presence of her middle-aged husband, and as usual, caught. Taking a long pull on the wine, she bent over and went down on him, the wine still in her mouth. Her wet lips and the cool wine and fizzy bubbles on his cock had him hard in an instant and almost without noticing he slipped down onto the third ball. He groaned in pain and pleasure. His head was starting to swim and he didn’t think he could hold himself up too much longer. She sat back, giving him a playful nip with her teeth as she pulled off him. She stood up and folded down the cups on her. As I put it on I get an idea, I quickly scan the bathroom to make sure no one is looking, then silently slip my panties off from under my denim skirt and put them in my bag. I then pull out a small bottle and spritz on some perfume, then take a final look in the mirror before gathering my bags and turning towards the door. I step out of the bathroom and begin following the flow of people to the baggage claim area. I'm not paying much attention to where I'm walking, because all I can think about.