“Okay since you decided to spit then you will need to do it like I say. You will tilt you head back and slowly let the come drip from your mouth. ... want it to run down your chin and on to your breasts that you will be squeezing together. Do it as I said and we can get some nice photos of all that dripping come.”Victoria followed the directions perfectly and deposited a large streak of come and spit stretching from her chin down between her breasts and running down her stomach and nearing her. I pushed the end through the portal and stacked books on it. The girls were smart and pulled the books through. Then I pulled the carpet back.My pack came off and was put against the door. There was a bar there to forestall entry and I put it across the door. I removed my guns but kept them near. When I went to get the silver I decided to take the entire cabinet. It was too high for the silver chain so I used a knife and a letter opener from the desk to give me the maximum dimensions. "There's also a toilet and shower here so you don't have to come over to my place just to use the toilet." You don't want me there," she said, sadly.I picked up some bubbles from the now dirty cleaning water and put it on her nose. "Don't be silly. You can come when any time want to come. But if you wake up in the night you won't want to walk over there to use the toilet. And your own shower will give you some privacy." Okay," she said, but still looked sad.I flicked some water at her. "Eww,". Because he knew by now I was more than just talk. I pressed my mouth on his, pushing my tongue between his lips, dominating him orally and anal.I was on top of him, taking him missionary for our first time on this loooong night. His legs were lifted in the air by my hands as I pushed my cock ever deeper. I groaned in delight as it was as tight as it always had been, embracing my shaft as it was the perfect sheath. “Oh Andrew! Still so tight, like every time!” I moaned, arcing my back – trying.