He shook the crotch dry and answered the door. The gang was all here and they were in for a treat.“You… you… How could you do this to me? I felt... everything…” Marissa said when the basement door opened, the fight drained out of her along with the runny semen. Even her arms and legs lay inert but they still twitched when she heard too many steps for only one person.“Wow, these animatronics body parts are next level! They look so real,” one of Korbin’s friends exclaimed, making sure every word was. He fucks my face. I tell myself we are near the end, but it is the most difficult. He gets more zealous, pounding away at my mouth so hard that it rattles my head making me feel concussed. The farmer looks down at me. He can hear me gag. He can see my eyes flow. But he goes faster and faster.It's not a question of whether or not I can do it. I have to do it. I have to take all 9 inches of him in my mouth and down my throat. I must obey. Finally, he cums. His cumshot is the most. He lets out an "Oof!" as the weight on his belly increases.The vehicle starts humming and then slowly begins moving. As his wheel slowly rotates, the point of contact slowly moves toward his head as his head slowly lowers. His face is momentarily pressed into the adjacent woman's knee as the vehicle slowly rolls down the driveway. He is lifted up and over and around again. His cock always gets hard the first few moments when the monsters start to drive their vehicle, and his cock is momentarily. Finding the soap dish and shampoo to wash and afterwards finding the towel rack to dry myself. I was soon in bed, naked as usual, and lay there for an hour running my mind over the layout of the apartment, repeating many times the amount of steps between various doors and the spaces that was safe for me to walk through. I heard the muted sound of the television cease and guessed that Bernie and Tony were going to their bedrooms now. I mused at how strange it now felt to be in a bed on my own.