I lay on my stomach between her thighs, struggling to control my own orgasm as my hips rocked against the mattress. Other times, she rode my face, her... body my temple, my tongue her throne. She would look at my bobbing cock and slowly stroke it, keeping it teased and leaking, but never cumming. On her period, I indulged her nipples instead, a method we'd found a long time ago could also bring her to orgasm. Her body came to expect my daily worship, and then with one month until the shoot,. I was going to ask about the showers when Juan Carlos put a glass in my hand. “Nice goin’ little lady,” he said, toasting me. “Hey everybody, let’s hear it for our cum bucket!” He raised his glass and clinked mine, then gestured toward the group, as if I was supposed to walk around and clink with everyone else. So I did, the guys cum still dribbling out of my clit each time I moved or laughed. But it was fun to cheer everybody and as soon we dissolved into cocktail conversation, I forgot my wet. When he reached for her, she smiled and quickly retracted her offered hand, but left it resting on the exposed flesh of her labia. Jens breath was very deep and audible now. She rubbed her self in long stokes ending at her wrist and finally gasping her breath, she pushed the thong aside and buried one, then two fingers deep inside of her. Oh my God, you are so incredible. You are so sexy, Tony said in a low lustful voice. The sound of his voice sent shivers down her spine. She quickly fingered. "How about getting me off this stick so we can get it on?"Dorothy had long since stopped being shocked at what was going on in this strange land. She set down her pack, and stepped over the low fence into the cornfield. She slipped through the coarse corn stalks up to the Scarecrow's post.She reached up to bend over the nail holding the Scarecrow on his post. She lost her balance; she grabbed at the Scarecrow to keep from falling on her face.Her hand felt something hard; she noticed that her.