There would be snow enough in the next few months that even the most joyous lover of winter would be thoroughly sick of it before the landscape turned... to green, but the first blanket of white covering the fields and forest floors was a thing of beauty, a special wonder to behold.Mike McMahon hadn't been expecting snow; the weatherman on the TV station in Camden had said something about "possible scattered flurries", so when he stumbled to the bathroom in the early morning light, with the full. As I thought of taking his sperm in my mouth I stroked faster and my orgasm erupted and spattered jizm all over my legs and on the bed sheets. I wiped some of the spunk up with my fingers and put them in my mouth, it tasted familiar and I liked the sensation.Over the next couple of days I thought about how much I had learned already, it had only been three weeks and since then I had learned how to masturbate and had done it dozens of times, had swallowed my own semen and was already thinking. I wanted it in my mouth and in my pussy, filling me up with that hot cum. It looked so delicious as he stood there stroking it. I was literally drooling at the thought of it in my mouth. I then did something I have never done in front of another human being, not even my husband. I pulled my fingers from my pussy, held them up to show how wet Ben had made my pussy then popped them straight in my mouth. I licked and sucked my own cum from them like it was the greatest thing I had ever tasted. To. In addition, there were small holes on the top and bottom of the overturned giant spool.That is when I saw them, 5 fairly handsome black teenagers, probably even a little younger than Justin and I, they were dragging a muffled, but still screaming Justin to the table. It wasn't until they ungagged him that I noticed just how far away from anyone else we were. He was screaming profanities and promises of violence as loud as he could, but I doubted anyone would hear, and if they did, I wondered.