The contrast was about to send Lexie over the edge, when Lori stopped abruptly. “What? Why did you stop?” Lexie whimpered, her climax denied. “I...promise I won’t cum without your permission. Please don’t stop.”A wicked laugh escaped Lori’s mouth. “You have to earn it baby. You have to please me first. Then I promise to finish what I started.”Lori repositioned herself so that she was straddling Lexie’s still blindfolded face. Lexie inhaled her scent as she waited for permission to taste her. The. . Pulling the leash, still held short, down he again gestured me to sit on the floor beside him, which i happily did. I saw mark looking around, thinking, but *what* was he thinking ? What's next ? Did he expect something of me now, remembering the inevitable happening i was supposed to ask, err, beg for...? He pulled me up, "Get us some beer" as he put the leash in my mouth again. Surprised i looked at Mark… But he looked at the barman and put up two fingers, when the barman fetched two. ... you want it, don’t you?” I said back to him, “Hell yes, I want it. I want to feel you deep inside me. I want to know you’re pounding my ass.” We switched places and I knelt down over the tube. Chalie came up behind me and spat all over his dick, rubbing the head against my ass. Little by little he starts to push it in. I couldn’t believe it. This ex-marine, married Latino hunk was putting his uncut, fat, dripping dick up my ass. He reached up and grabbed my shoulders pulling me. Wonderful, hot, creamy milk flooded his mouth. He sucked hard, letting the sweet liquid pour into him, swirling it around, then swallowing it. There was a delightful, melony flavor to the milk, far sweeter than a cow's, and far more delicious."I think he likes it," purred Shannon, proffering her heavy tit.Kyle licked his milk stained lips and moved to Shannon's heavy tit, sucking the milk into his lips, loving it as much as Ms. Capello's. His cock was grasped by Ms. Capello's supple hand,.