Jessie had started to twirl her little tongue all around his throbbing cock. She giggled as he gently pushed her face away from his purple-headed cock...as he attempted to hold back a certain facial. She looked over at Carly who was pretending to be a fish and wetting Jeffs cock with her warm saliva. The scene was an erotic one not only for her, but for Jeff as well. Jeffs cock was now dripping with his drool. You guys watch what I do next, said Jeff. He had Carly move back slightly as he aimed. For a minute I am a bit shocked until Nick tells me that he set clothes out for me. He set out my pinstripe business suit. He has everything I need set out. I finish putting on my face. I walk into the kitchen and see that Nick has a navy blue suit on. "Where did that come from?" I ask him. "I snuck out last night during your watching of the football game with your eyes closed and got some clothes. I hope you don't mind." "Not at all. Makes it easier in the long run. Maybe if you want you can. But they were also a little bit exotic: Rebels.It was very early on Friday evening and Tad and I were in the car, on our way to Don and Louise's place. We had our little overnight bag packed, having accepted their offer to spend the night, and needing the bag anyway for my little collection of flimsies. Tad had even bought me a new "outfit" for purposes of the preliminary photographic session. It was an impossibly abbreviated shorty nightgown, all white, and so sheer that it might as well have. “Yes,” Miyu called.“Oh, Miyu,” Yoshiko moaned. “You have to experience this. It’s the best. Its fucking my asshole and pussy so hard. I’m going to cum!”“Good,” Miyu moaned. “Cum! You, too, Chris!”Flashes of white light strobed through the grotto as Yoshiko writhed. The waving tentacles brought her closer to Kat, her bully. The punkish girl writhed and gasped, her breasts jiggling, her mouth open wide.“No fair,” Yoshiko gasped, her free hand reaching out to grasp the tentacle fucking up and down.