The deeper Mud's tongue went, the harder and louder Kevin moaned. "Oh yeah. You got this little fucker begging for some stiff cock now." "G...t this Black ass nice and wet for ya Ben," Mud said, shoving one of his fingers deep into Kevin's hole. Jumping from the pain of the sudden entry, Kevin heard Mud laughing. "Oooooo weeeeee. This bitch is tight too." "Well then, get the fuck outta my way Mud. I'm ready to give this whore a good fuck." As quickly as it was shoved in. With her arms free, she presses her hands into the table, to push herself upright, but the skin of her breasts is stuck to the griddle and she drops back down. Seeing this, Adam grabs one of his larger knives from behind the counter. As Charlotte makes a second attempt to push herself upright, he takes a single swing of the knife to separate the waitress's breasts from her body. She stumbles back, drops of her blood landing on the griddle and table in front of her. There appears to be less. “What else is on the list?”“Something Kara added,” Jessica said.“A Jessica Sundae?” I grinned.“And a Kara Sundae and a Steve Sundae!” Jessica grinned.“Well, let’s have breakfast and we can get started!” I chuckled.After breakfast, Kara and I went upstairs, and she changed into a loose-fitting sundress with nothing underneath. We got the video equipment and went back downstairs, and then the three of us went to the basement. Kara took the ‘Privacy Please’ sign from the sauna door and put it on. Needless to say I was thinking about how these would look crumpled on my bedroom floor later on that night.Traffic was light and I had set the cruise control. We chatted about school and what we had done the last few months with an occasional flirtation thrown in the keep the conversation lively. My cock was so hard that it was becoming uncomfortable and was obvious since I was wearing sweat pants. Thoughts of a blow job or at least a hand job was running through my mind.I put my right hand on.