.. slowly ever so slowly i tongue my way up the under-side of your erection 2 the twitching & oozing head of your thick cock & purse my lips tight 2 s...uck hard on the very tip...i spear my wet tongue in2 your drooling piss-hole& taste the sticky sweetness of your slippery pre-cum as my saliva trickles slowly down your pulsating shaft... u look down at me & groan" take it !! take it !! take it all !!! " & suddenly buck your hips 4ward almost violently as u try 2 press more of your thick prick. I reached down and with great relief felt my morning wood.I looked at The Magic Switcher. The small bead had turned back to blue,and returned to the blue side. A quick look around confirmed that both Iand my room had returned to normal.I got up and wandered down the hallway to the kitchen. Everybody else wasalready up. When I walked in the kitchen went silent, and they all lookedat me."What the HELL do you think you were doing?" roared my Dad.(My dad is usually mild mannered and I don't think. That was because he loved drilling my asshole with his stiff cock, and she didn't like sharing me. Stacey couldn't complain too much since she was the one responsible for confusing him into thinking he was fucking my brother, Peter, when he cornholed me.Also, Michael was Stacey's sponsor at their "Mind Controllers Anonymous" self-help group, although frankly I wondered if the pair of them hadn't fallen off the wagon, so to speak. Since I'd had like a hundred times as much mind-blowing sex since. As she sat there, sipping at her water, several men recognized her from her escapades from the previous few nights. With great reluctance, Carlotta turned down their advances - tonight, she was here for Matilda. Gorgeous, stunning, incredibly sexy Matilda.Just as friends. If that was what Matilda wanted.With a shiver of pleasure, Carlotta realized she’d do most anything Matilda wanted.Five minutes after their scheduled meeting time, Matilda walked in, and Carlotta’s jaw dropped at the sight of.