I kept going and you pulled on my hair. Your moans turned louder and louder. You became more and more vocal as you writhed beneath my face. It was all...so hot I was starting to become hard again. You let out another series of moans, then said “oh, yes, don’t stop!” I had no plans on stopping. I’d found a sweet spot on your clit and was going to work it til you came for me. A couple more shouts of “oh, God” and “oh, yes!” and you did. You put your hands on my shoulders and pulled toward you. I. Omar was older than either Marta or I, but he had nine c***dren he had father with two wives (in Zambia, where he came from, multiple wives were not out of the ordinary). Having another baby, but with a different woman, was apparently not an impediment for him; and, if anything, I had gotten the distinct impression that for him, making yet another baby (and with a married white European woman like Marta), was like the icing on the cake; and another proof of his manhood! I'd joked with Marta. She needed to drink... male cum? Her initial bewildermentslowly gave way to anger."Are you fucking kidding me?!?" No, and even once you have what you crave, the thirst will always returnin time. You will require it regularly and if you do not have it, you willbegin to wither and go mad."Jessica's hands balled into fists. She was shaking with rage. AfterLilith's talk about changing the world and what a great "gift" she'd beenbestowed, this was what she'd become?"Wow Lilith, that's great! I feel. Had he made her suck his cock? Swallow his cum? Had he taken her virginity? Had he fucked her from behind? Had he rammed his cock in her ass? As each question ran through his mind; he imagined Samantha doing each act in turn, sucking him, swallowing his cum, and taking his cock into her pussy and ass. By the time he was on his way home, his cock was hard as rock and throbbed in his pants.When Paul got home there appeared to be no one home, he quickly decided to take care of his needs. He went.