. ?" she said non-plussed."Oh Lord," exclaimed Mark. "It must have got out. Quick!"He rushed out of the back door and flung himself to one side. Victo...ia, hot on his heels, stopped dead in her tracks. There stood Patch, flanked by Jean and Harry, facing her with a huge card round his neck saying "Happy Birthday Mistress Victoria." Her eyes filled with tears and her face contorted with emotion."Oh God!" she whispered. "Patch! My lovely, lovely Patch! I don't believe it."She walked forward slowly. After a few more minutes the guy fucking her mouth couldn’t hold back any longer and he shoved his dick a little more into her mouth a then filled her face with her first load of cum. He announced to everyone that he was cumming in “this bitch’s mouth”.This turned on the guy fucking her from behind and he emptied his cum into her pussy. The guy who came in her mouth was replaced by another eager dick that proceeded to fuck her mouth like a cunt. The guy behind her pulled. She gently squeezed at the base and brought her hand to the tip. Within seconds my cock was so hard it actually hurt, she kept gently stroking it, making sure she hit the bottom, then the very tip. It was then that she very innocently looked up at me and asked"Doesn't cum shoot out near the end?"Being in such bliss I was hardly in any position to do any kind of thinking, I found the will power to nod yes."We can't have it shoot out all over my school shirt and arm!" she whispered.I realized she. This wasn't threatening to her either. Her own unconscious told her to give his hand room, and her legs spread as her mouth opened wider. Now her heartbeat increased, as his fingers found her slippery cleft, below her sparse, flat pubic hair. He didn't think about it consciously, but part of his mind remembered that hair brush handle, sliding deep into her sex, so he knew his finger would cause her no discomfort.The difference was that his finger was much more talented than that hair brush. It.