“What about when you cum?” I ask.“What about it?” he replied, I am by now almost on top of him, his hands exploring my chest.“Won’t Carly ...notice your sum stains when she returns?”“Shit, yeah,” Spencer said as he sat up and let go of my tits, while I carried on gently tugging on his cock. “What are we going to do?”“I could swallow,” I said, mentioning the first thing to come into my head.“No,” Spencer said with a worried look on his face, and still a stiff cock in my hands. “Carly would taste it. I nodded."Say it, Jon," he ordered, "Tell me you want to be my cocksucker."My face went red as I realized this drunken spur of the moment event was turning into something long term. Yet, I answered, "I want to be your cocksucker." And I can fuck your ass whenever I want too?" he added."Yes," I whimpered, my balls boiling as he stroked my cock."Come for me, baby," he demanded.The intimacy after the name calling was the final push I needed; I wanted to be both his baby and his cocksucker and I. I went to the bedroom and stepped into the closet where there was a big mirror, ceiling to floor. I pulled off my jeans but left on my wet, white panties. Falling to my knees, I slid a glass bowl I\'d brought along under me, to catch the liquid that I knew would flow out.I slid a hand down the front of my panties, right into my wet cunt. I watched myself in the mirror, getting turned on by the site of my chubby bod and wet panties. Like bhan, I like talking to myself in dirty terms. \"Oh fuck. "Nava noticed once I started my slow pumps. "Oh my gawd look at your cock. It's getting darker. Ohh shit look at how filthy that is." Covered with your shit, huh?" I said.Nava grinned and moaned some more. "You are literally fucking the shit out of me." Unhhh. Nasty nasty girl. Look at how ready you are." I was out of control, I started pumping as deep as I could, and listened as the pumps sounded wetter and stickier."Get it," she said. "Pound that ass. Oooh Oooh oh oh oh oh oh." Uh uh uhh unhh.