Your vibes wavered between the two. Judging from the heat coming off of your body, you wanted to be fucked…taken hard. But you also wanted to be tre...sured…cherished. Deciding which was proving to be a difficult choice to make. The eye candy in front of me had my lower brain screaming, but my upper one struggled to maintain some semblance of chivalry. It would not last long. Evidently the war being waged in your mind was lost to the war in your pussy, because when you sat on the arm of the couch. I didn't know what was going on but it sure felt good. It felt like my cock was trapped in velvet covered vice. I watched her face and noticed that she was trying to control her breathing. Even though I could still see several inches of my cock, I knew that much of it was certainly down her throat. Her nostrils flared as she adjusted to breathing through her nose. She calmed down a bit and then to my great surprise, pulled me by the ass until a little more of my cock was forced down her throat.. Everything I'd had to eat for a week was smiling at me and then the dry heaves hit while I was sitting.'What IS that awful smell?!?' I was still gagging when I realized it was me. The realization didn't help one little bit.I threw back the shower curtain and the three little girls squealed, "MOM!"The 17 year old shouted, "What?" There's a naked white man in our room!" He probably wants a shower." Not in my bed," said the oldest. She looked like the oldest anyway."He's got shit on his feet,". Gary seems to know what she is feeling and kisses his way down to her jeans. He slowly unbuttons them and then pulls them off of her, leaving her in just her panties. “Ahhh,” moan’s Samantha as Corey finally slips a finger into the crease between her pussy lips, stroking her slit. “God, you are so wet Samantha,” he growls. She moans louder as he works his finger up and finds her clit. Her body convulses as he starts to stroke it in a circular pattern, making Samantha gasp and groan in pleasure..