Soon after, Jason repeated the same ritual and I felt hot cum fill me up too."Turn around, on your knees," we were ordered. "Keep those assholes clenc...hed and don't spill a drop."We both complied and were rewarded with the same cocks that were just in our asses filling up our mouths. I tasted my own shit for the second time that night as Christina enjoyed that same filthy experience behind me. She coughed and gagged almost immediately."That's disgusting, please don't make me eat my own shit,". “Do you wish to dine, Sir?” he asked with a bow.Thomas looked at the girl who smiled shyly and nodded. He looked at the waiter again.“That would be appreciated. No soup though. It’s summer after all.”The waiter nodded. “We have a small pastry of chicken and peas as first course, a choice of beef or pork roast with thick gravy as the main course, and fresh strawberries with cream as dessert.”“Miss Florence, would you prefer pork or beef?”She looked quizzically at him. “You captains of the. “I mean if we do not tell him. On the other hand, if we do tell him...”“Yes, potential problems if we don’t, for sure problems if we do. You tell me,” he said. “Whatever we do we lose.”“Like you say, it’s no win either way. But I think we should wait. Yes, maybe tell him, just not so soon,” she said.“It’s been seven months since we broke up. He has made no attempt to contact us. I think he may have just written us off. If so...” she said. He was nodding.“If so, he may have solved the problem. She gave him head in the park at the protest and then walked behind him holding his back pocket the rest of the day. From what she told me it was the most submissive she ever felt to a man. Thankful Nation Holiday: Yesterday we had dinner with family and the neighbors. SHE had agreed to accompany HIM to “orphan dinner” later yesterday evening so she wanted our dinner she agreed to host done efficiently. SHE had text me the strict schedule on Monday. SHE wanted me to have dinner on the table at.