"With your tongue cocksucker. Hurry before it drips off and you have to lick it off the floor," he commanded.I heard number 2 moan, "Oh fuck yeah," as...the leader pushed me down to my knees, just in time to see a drop of my cum starting to drip from his harry balls.I lunged forward with my tongue / I caught the oozing glob of my own jizz before it dropped. My own cum tasted as good as number 3's. I lapped my cum off his balls and jumped up to lick the cum off his back and ass cheeks. I did it. In France it was called a Prie Dieu.Imagine a chair, with a narrow, padded seat, only an inch or two above the floor, and two poles framing the back that end, at the top with a flat shelf side. It was a device used in Church, mostly by women, who would kneel on the padded seat leaning on the back portion where they could place their prayer books on the shelf. As you may imagine, the shelf was at a perfect height for my purposes.I had made a couple of improvements on the design. First, on the. Eventually, Keira led me to the bedroom where I would sleep for the night. I spent a restless night hearing Keira's soft crying. Placing a robe around my body, I went to her room and knocked on her door, "Keira, anything I can do for you?" "No, Bill. I am so sorry I woke you. I am all right." Keira said between sobs."Are you sure?" I asked."Yes. Thanks for just being here with me," she said.It was late when I finally went to sleep. I woke up the morning and went to the bathroom to freshen up. I. She changed the subject. “So, we could eat a little something, get some drinks, and, uh, I could make something, or order in…”Lance reached over to her. She stopped talking. He hooked a finger in one of the belt loops of her baggy jeans and pulled her closer. She bit her lips excitedly and stumbled towards him until she was standing between his legs.“Sorry,” Lily said. “We, I mean, I usually just drink a little tea and listen to classical music and go to sleep…”“Not tonight,” Ray said, eyeing.