"Yes, Miss Becky," Kim whinnied as she turned to look over her shoulder at her spunk spattered passenger. "You're very sticky. Why've you got that 'st...uff' all over you?" It's just a souvenir of a wonderful performance." Mommy patted Kim's head. "Now, you two trot off to bed and remember, Becky, don't put too much weight on Kim's back and keep both feet on the floor." Yes, ma'am," Becky mumbled. "Giddy up, Kim." That girl," Mommy shook her head, "I'll have to peel her off the sheets in the. They didn't deserve her – NONE of these bums did – yet they were being allowed to use her any filthy way they wanted...Her new face fuckers were grabbing and squeezing her poor little tits so hard, I feared they might actually burst. I was oddly thankful she never went in for those breast implants we had talked about a few years ago, as they surely would have ruptured under the treatment these guys were giving her. They would grab her tits by the base and squeeze them vise-like so that they. When I realized this I simply removed my hand from it and it hovered in the air near the scrubber. I had no reason to believe it would not still be there when I got back. I pushed off the wall and drifted over to her, stopping myself upon arrival by hooking my foot around a rung of the deck ladder."What do you need?" I asked.She gave me her teasing smile, holding up her right index finger. "I was just putting this in my wet pussy." She whispered to me, sliding it between my lips. She was not. As she tried to muffle the sounds of her orgasm so that her sister couldn’t hear her, I kept my finger still. With each subsequent thrust down on my cock, my finger slipped a little farther into her ass until it was at the second knuckle. “Ok, I want to be on top now!” I demanded.“Aren’t you ready to cum yet?” she asked? It was a good question. Normally there is no way I would have lasted through that orgasm, but when I am drunk, like I was then, I can last forever.“Not yet,” I responded, “I.