.. Master is unique. There is no shame in confessing that he is the single best sexual partner of any of us here. It's part of why we crave him so muc.... Nothing wrong with that," Ashley said her part, making me blush as I continued to sodomize Cherry and she finally made Nathan cum on the floor."Oh, hell, yes!" Katrina sighed as she licked the back of my knees, putting chills up my spine."Tabernac!" Josie cursed as she tongued my taint.Just then, I lost it, especially as Cherry tightened her. " Listen, three options that I can see. My place, your place, or here in the carpark." You have a car?" Nope. You?" No. I live just a few blocks from here." Ah. That's a plan then, right?" Yeah, if you like." Which way?"We walked hand in hand to the apartment building, chatting about mutual friends, and what they were likely to say tomorrow. Neither of us minded too much though, so mostly we were just laughing.I felt decidedly sober by the time we got to the building, but Nancy certainly. Michael let go a huge, loud conquering cry as he pumped his load into my wife. She pushed the cock out of her mouth and grasped for air, shouting, ‘eat it you pussy!’. Michael withdrew his cock. I was covered in cum and juice and stayed hard as he did it. I positioned myself between her legs. I could feel the heat from her pussy. I told her to clean him up good as I dove to clean her cum soaked pussy. I worked the top first, it had gobs of cum near her clit. I wasn’t just lapping her, I was. " "Yes, ma'am, I mean, yes, Marilyn," Beech replied, not much better. The frown was again marring Marilyn's face as she watched Carp struggle through the line. He clutched at the counter with each step, barely managing to push his tray along. Beech noted the general's glance and sighed. "What's wrong?" Constance asked. "Oh, it's Carp, I mean, Anderson," answered Beech. "Carp?" now Marilyn was asking. "That's just what we call him. It's from the comic character, Clumsy Carp. I'm afraid he's.