He kept going. He kept pounding my pussy hard and fast. I felt his cock stiffing up inside me. I knew he was about to cum. He squeezed my boobs tight ...nd shot his load in me with a grunt. His grunt felt different. It wasn’t his regular voice.He pulled out and stepped away. A few seconds later, I felt him climb back onto the bed again. Once again, my thighs were spread wide. And once again, a big and hard dick entered my cunt.It made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. There was no way. I ground my cock up against her pussy, but every time she raised her hips to bring me closer to slipping inside her dripping slit, I lifted mine just high enough that she could still feel me, but couldn’t have me. Soon I wasn’t just kissing her mouth, but sucking, nuzzling and biting her neck, nibbling on her ears and pulling at her lips. My hands moved down from either side of her head to her gorgeous tits, and she arched her back and gasped as I began to roll her erect nipples between my. He looked on the floor, it was wet with mixture of pee and orgasmic fluid all around him. “It is wet Mistress” he said“Well, that needs to be cleaned and you will clean it, USING YOUR TONGUE, so get on with it. He was way past hesitation. No matter how repulsive it was, he had to do it. So there he was cleaning the floor with his tongue like a dog. It took him almost 30 minutes before it was all cleaned. His back was hurting, his tongue was very sore. He wanted to go back home but knew that he. Giggling excitedly to myself I ran downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed some snacks, cups, and two half-gallons of milk. I stacked everything up neatly on a tray and headed downstairs. I paused at the foot of the stairs again.They had resumed playing their video game, but their conversation still revolved around their fantasies. One of the boys hoped to fuck my brains out, another wondered if I gave good head. All of them, even my own son, agreed I was probably a great screw.I inhaled deeply.