Steve, who is still fucking me, this time in missionary, slowed down to witness one of the hottest cum shots of all time. Chris tensed up and ropes of... cum erupted from his cock, most of which landed on my chest. Chris lowered his cock into my mouth and ordered me to lick him clean. I eagerly cleaned him up. While I was doing that, Steve stopped fucking me and started to lick my smooth chest clean. He didn't swallow, but captured all the cum into his mouth. He pulled me up, we were now sitting. She was looking at me with relief. She wanted to tell me, too."Sweetheart, when I was growing up I knew I was different. I didn't know how, but I was different. I began having these (she held up her naked boobs and a little milk dripped from the nipples - my cock jumped at that and she smiled sexily) grow when I was nine. By the time I was thirteen I was fending off advances left and right from both sexes. Even Brad wanted me, I knew. The only people who never seemed to look at me with the idea. Nothing connected.Slowly as consciousness returned, Louisa felt her labored breath, stroking in and out of her mouth. She gulped another breath as she fought to breathe. Her head was bowed forward, her chin settled on her chest as she panted.Order returned to her senses. She was alive. Lifting her head, she realized she was no longer shackled. The bracelets were still on her wrists and she reached and touched them. "Leather," she thought to herself.Then as she coughed, she came to the. I managed to survive, and not stand out as I did it. I got very sneaky and I managed to locate all the cameras and avoid the ones I needed to as an unnoticed blur at the bottom of the camera frame. I was able to glean enough extra calories to make the assemble every day and I was very glad to finally receive a probationary 25% bottleneck for the next six months. Unfortunately I received a permanent mark for surviving, as it was rare for a bottleneck of 50% to leave someone unbroken after even.