. Oh!"Does this look gay to you?" I asked Lick, giving him my best embarrassed smile.He cocked his head to left."Maybe?" I nodded, looking back at the...mirror. "Yeah, I think so too."When I felt embarrassed I sorta smiled like I had a secret. A gay lesbian secret maybe. Like I secretly wanted some girl to spank my butt and make me lick her underarms? No way! I shook my head at that. It couldn't be my smile. Body language maybe? I stood on my bed, even though Licorice teased me, and tried. ?You dirty little whore? she said, ?Did you think I’d let you come that easily??. She withdrew the dildo and my pussy felt suddenly empty. She moved up the bed so that she was straddling my face, facing my feet and then took the ball gag from my mouth. ?Now little whore, you will lick your juices off of this cock? she commanded. I knew I had no other choice but when she plunged the strap on all most all the 6 inches into my mouth I began to choke.She took the strap on off and threw it to the. The two horny oil men rationalized their failure by claiming that they hadn't wanted to cheat on their wives, anyhow. But the point remained--the point of the pointing prick, magically appearing without warning."If only we could jack off," Hank sighed."Too bad we ain't from California," Billy said. "They're all pud pullers out there."Both tall Texans nodded sadly, seeing the difficulty of being from the Lone Star Republic.Then had come the invitation to the barbecue.It was bound to be plenty. Groans of dismay were being fucked past Dameia's pouty lips when the maggot began to reshape her fuck hole to take far too much inside. She rocked her head from side to side when the harsh surges of discomfort finally registered in her sex-addled mind, it was taking it too far.Dameia wanted to beg it to stop, but she just couldn't seem to find the words when those mighty fuck strokes shocked her system. When her passage had nothing left to give, it was forced to offer up the puckered ring of.