He turned and began to lap like a dog. It was white and it was sticky and he licked it. It was salty, and smelt a little shitty, and he licked it, gul... after gulp. He was amazed at how much come he had kept inside of him all of this time, even while he knew he had been leaking.He glanced left and saw the other sissy lapping it up as if she had been starved for weeks. She was making happy sounds of, "Mmm, mmm, this tastes so good, more, mmm, lap, swallow, mmmm." It made him feel weird.Mistress. After about 20 minutes of planning some sort of attack there was an incident on the edge of the dancefloor. As far as I could tell one of Ben's mates, dressed as John Travolta in Staying Alive, had snatched his light sabre and whacked someone over the head with it. A bouncer had confis**ted the weapon and was taking it to the front office, Ben running after him to protest at the confis**tion.They were moving more or less directly towards me, now was my chance. I stepped across and forwards,. We sat in the drawing room for some time and talked. I slowly but steadily shifted the topic from Academics to internet. Here is where Indian-Stories came in handy. She requested if I could take her to the site. As we were browsing through the site the mouse fell off the table and landed in her seat between her thighs. She was so much immersed in the ecstasy of the site that she did not notice the mouse. This was my chance I slowly brought my hand in-between her legs I was hardly inches form. At the weekend, while having a lie in with my husband, we were messing about, my husband was rubbing my pussy he whispered into my ear that I should let his two brothers fuck me, not only would I be making him happy but also doing a favour to his two brothers as they have not had sex for a very long time and that they would love it.It was true, I do believe that they had not had sex for a long time as I can not recall either of them having a girlfriend for many years and both never married.Even.