While Lauren looked mortified and tried desperately to pull her clothes on without revealing her naked body, Georges replied, "sorry, we got carried a...ay. Was my fault..." He didn't look apologetic to Finch. The boy's penis continued to throb, leaking sperm, while the brothers and and his twin sister looked on."Well ... anyway, we've got a picnic, bet you two are hungry after that."Georges jumped into his clothes and was seated on the blanket by the time Lauren had adjusted her own. She'd said. “I’m gonna cum.” She brings her lips to mine, and I can taste the saltiness on her tongue. “Not yet,” she winks, laying back and opening her legs for me. “That’s for later.” My bellend burns with desire for her cunt now, and I look around for my wallet. “You seen my wallet?” I ask her. “I need a rubber.” She pulls me towards her and kisses me hard again, my dick touching her virgin cunt for the first time. I can feel the heat coming off of her. “I want to feel you cum in me, Charlie,” she says.. Tell him you are a whore and you want his cum in your mouth. And don't swallow it until I tell you to." I said.She forced herself to up her game. She now had a leering smile on her face as she looked at him."I'm a fucking whore and I need your cum! Please. Right in my mouth." She said while looking right into his eyes.Rob and Doug were both standing there, jerking their dicks in her face. She went back and forth between them, repeating, almost like a mantra, "Give me your cum. I need it. I'm a. After lunch, I checked my messages. There were three, which kept me busy explaining before, during and after sex.I guess Cynthia had grown to like being on top where she felt more in control. She got into position, sank down, made sure she was settled, and asked. "What did Sandra Lynch want?"When I didn't answer, she looked down at me, impatiently waiting for my response."Do we have to talk about this right now?" Can't you tell me what she wants with you?" Cynthia, you have me at a.