Now you would think it would taste awful; however, the combination of his cum and my shit did not taste that bad. I cleaned the head and then the sha...ft collecting his cum and specs of my shit on my tongue. I swallowed all. His cock was beginning to get hard again. Will was pounding my ass harder & harder. I came again when Will shot his load in my ass he & Richard exchanged places and I cleaned Wills cock while Richard reentered my ass. I was about to cum again. Marcus started to thrust. " "What?" he stammered. I undulated my hips causing my pussy to gently caress his cock. "This is like a dream," I answered. "Do you want me?" I smiled as I took his hands and placed them on my breasts."Yes." His hips started to move. Thank goodness, I thought, he is young and will orgasm again and again. I smiled and enjoyed my intimate little ride._I appeared at Emelda's grave in Oakland Cemetery and looked around. It was dark, of course, I can't appear in daylight no matter how much energy I. The darkness of the house and the quietness of the morningcombined to promote an eerie sensation of foreboding. If this were amovie, this would be where the theatergoers would be shouting that sheshouldn't go in. But this wasn't a thriller movie, only Pat's house. Hehad either neglected to close the door securely or he might be in need ofhelp.Even though her better judgment said that she should call for help, sheknew she would be thoroughly embarrassed if this was just an innocentmistake. . In a moment of clarity, he again thought that how he sensed her could be an effect of the alcohol. Maybe staying for the night was wrong; staying with her downstairs was even worse. He liked her independently of how amazing she looked, of how she made a point of parading in front of him as if screaming, look at me, but he knew unless he tried to find out what this thing between them was, that would go on, the game she had set in motion and that they had been playing all this time. Mustering all.