.. WITH HER CONSENT!Still holding her by the head, I began a slow yet determined hip-thrust, driving My hard cock deep into her throat. She did her be...st to position her head and neck to take Me all the way in and even though her gags were limited, I knew that her air supply was limited. After a few minutes of intense face-fucking, I withdrew and looked down at her face: She was panting for breath, her mascara was running in streaks, mixed with her tears, down her face and then a huge smile. Tom squeezed Adrian’s useless balls and cupped his redundant shaft milking Adrian’s pointless useless cock juice towards the moment of expulsion.The moment arrived. Tom squeezed Adrians balls till he screamed and as hs did so Tom let fly his own thick manly discharge, flooding Adrian’s being with warm milky love juice.Adrian too had his moment. AsTom’s fluids filled him so his own juices shot uselessly from his useless pussy cock and splashed uselessly on to the bedroom floor.“Tom,” Adrian. "How come whenever I find you in the computer lab, you're playing with yourself?" asked Tina's quiet voice.Cindy jumped, closed her legs and squeaked.Tina smiled. "Hey, it's your pussy to play with... mostly."Cindy felt her temperature rise when Tina said that. Belonging to the other girl gave her a feeling like nothing else ever had."I'm sorry, Mistress," she replied. "I didn't know I wasn't supposed to touch myself."Tina knelt in front of Cindy, much as she had the other day, and took her. "But when I told her I was wearing only blue because of my love for her father," Lindie continued, "She put the red ribbon away and well, it has always been blue for both of us since then." Every time I put my hair up or slip on my undies," Michelle commented, "I'd think of my dad. Even though I'd never met him, I'd think about him."Mom has a wallet sized picture of him she always carried and we'd talk about him. So every day I was reminded of who my dad was. The blue ribbon in my hair was for.