"Not to thick to kiss," he demanded. Then he reached over and guided me to the floor. I was willing as, I am sure it would have happened in real live....It's all wet," I said in shy soft voice."It's okay just kiss the shaft you don't have to kiss where it is wet, if you don't want." he replied in that strong voice.I started at the back and placed kiss after kiss on it as I worked my way forward. When I got to the head I knew the camera was in close up so I pulled back allowing a bit of precum to. -3 days later- ‘Larson’s Tan, this is Ashira, how may I help you?’ Ashira answered the phone. ‘Shira?’ ‘Mark?’ Ashira asked. ‘Hi.’ There was an awkward pause. ‘How are you?’ he asked. ‘Still alive,’ Ashira replied. ‘What do you want Mark?’ she wanted to know. ‘Jake called me,’ Mark told her. Ashira swore under her breath. ‘It could be mine, right?’ Mark asked. ‘Yes Mark, it could very well be yours,’ Ashira said. ‘What do you want?’ she repeated. ‘To come and talk,’ Mark answered. ‘You’ve said. I love fucking other guys, thank you for making me feel like the sexiest sluttiest woman alive.' My tongue deep in her, eating 2 days worth of cum from deep in her, Carrie grinding faster against me, I sense the wetness building around my face before she screams in pleasure and presses down further on my tongue. I swallow every last drop of juice that leave's Carrie, my face a sticky mess as she climbs off. 'Dan if I think you love being a cum slut as much as I do!' She smiles as she kissed me. I am moaning, and my dick is growing. After a few minutes I have grown to my full size. And she gets atop of me and slams herself down on my cock. “you dirty motherfucker,” she screams “fuck my middle age pussy”. I begin to thrust in and out. I grab her ass, and lean up and kiss her. I feel the hairs on her pussy scratch me. As we fuck I flip her over on her back and as I do a loud fart squeezes through her ass. I don’t stop, fucking her as I smell the fowl stench. Strangly I find it all the.