I released into her, screaming into her kiss. I felt Bitch’s mouth take one of my balls in, her tongue sliding along the bottom of my shaft as I working in and out of Slut. Sex Her head came up for a moment before she could control herself, and I heard her curse before going back to her feeding. “It gets easier. I finished my coffee and handed the cup to Slut. I circled the group, getting facial expressions of the girls, the dicks sliding in and out of our screaming sluts, their attempts to collect whatever was leaking from the other early. It did not taste as bad as I expected.”
Andy stepped up and Bitch opened her mouth again to receive his sample. I had Bitch lay on top of what we had dubbed the ‘Fuck Chest’ on her back. Doesn’t it taste bad? She kissed his hip, suckling it noisily in time with Andy ramming his cock into her. Can’t she get sick?”
I shrugged. I stepped out of the tent to see Steve, Bitch, and Andy having what seemed to be a rather deep discussion, while Tim read a book.
