Instead, something round and flexible is pushed into my mouth. I open my eyes and see it is the tube that had been blowing into my car a few minutes e...arlier. I have just a moment to realize that I am being drugged by whatever gas is in that tube, but then I can feel the listless, dream-like state taking over my mind again.Time seems to be playing tricks now. It seems like only a few seconds elapse, but during that time I know I have had at least three different cocks thrust into my mouth. The. This time it was the sight of his dangling cock swinging around down between his legs that had caught his eye. It was in that momentary glimpse down at his soft dick that Tom remembered another incident that had just taken place only a few days ago. He been at home by himself in the evening, in the nude of course and watching TV in the family living room. He heard his parents come home from somewhere and heard his father head down the hallway to bed. Lynn Barry called down towards her bedroom. After fifteen or twenty seconds, the pain subsided, and was replaced with a sense of fullness that was not unpleasant.“Are you okay?” Demarcus asked with obvious concern.“I think so. I think I’ll be okay. I just need to go slowly.” I said, my voice quaking with a combination of fear and excitement. I did want to do this. I wanted to do it for me, and for Demarcus. And if I am honest, I wanted to do this for Tom, too. I wanted to be able to tell him about how his wife fucked the biggest cock he. Cortney moaned, “That is so good. Lick it, whore. Lick that she-cock.” CiCi twirled her tongue expertly around the cock head three more times. CiCi then drew her tongue along the shaft several times before pulling Cortney’s entire she-cock into her mouth. CiCi sucked it deeper and deeper, then started rocking her head in and out, as Cortney accentuated the motion by thrusting her pelvis in reversal to CiCi’s movement. "You are such a cock sucking slut." Cortney pulled out for a second and.