I couldfeel Todd’s juices mixed with mine seeping out and downmy leg as we stood there talking. I was wondering whatMark would think if he knew ...why I smelled musty. MaybeI will just let Todd’s juice and musty smell stay on meand see if Mark can smell it. That night, as Mark started licking my clittie, hestarted sniffing and remarked that my smell was surestrong and it was sexing him up. He started eating melike never before and was making throaty sounds. As hemoved up over me to. So I went to sit on the chair he then told me no on the floor slut and with that his slave came in with a tray, he then put the try on the floor and I saw it was a bowl what looked like dog food in it, then the slave cuffed my hands up behind my back and sir then said you eat it without your hands. After I had finished he said good now your ride is here to take you home. With that his slave came back into the room and put the lead on me and took me out to the limo but just before we got into. .he wasn't quite sure what to call it. It was too small to be a mansion, but it was much bigger than what he normally thought of as a house. It was at least two hundred years old, but it was in excellent shape, and from what he'd been to given to understand it had been modified with all the necessary modern conveniences. As he picked up his bags and went up to the door, Todd thought of the sequence of events that had led to his taking possession of this antique home. He had a big extended. ” I scream at him and he picks up the pace, swallowing me down frantically before I can’t take it anymore and I explode. The first two shots go directly down his throat, the next into his hot mouth, and the rest on his face and chest as he pulls back off me. When I’m done, his mouth is still bulging with cum, and his face is covered in it and dripping down. Some is in his dark hair, one eye closed, the other looking at me with bright, seductive eyes as he swallows my load and smiles. I lean.