He was turning her on with the thought of fucking! "Now, kiss the tip. Rub the head of the cock across your lips. But don't you lick it! Just feel the... softness against your lips. How do like that, slut?" "Mmmm," she said, closing her eyes as she felt the hardness against her soft lips. She kissed the head, resisting the urge to take him into her mouth. "I'll bet you would love to taste the cock, wouldn't you slut?" "Oh yes, Master! Please?" she said, panting now. "Beg for it. Show me you want. Without a thought, she swirled her thumb over the smear and pulled her hand up to wipe it off. The action milked the mans prick and a small but thick glob of jism sprang from the tip and landed on the purple, silk blouse.“SHIT”, muttered Denise angrily. “You asshole” she continued, “It was my only decent blouse!”“Well”, said the man as he stood up and reached for his clothing. “Next time, be sure to wear nothing at all. Be sure of it! Understood?”He leaned forward a little and wiped his cock on. ”We got a little food into Lisa and the rest of us, and then got our ride back to the airport. I got the four of us into the airplane, with Lisa and Ash in the back seats so they could hold onto each other. Neither wanted to let the other go.We were back in Massachusetts about one a.m., and at my house just before two a.m. Lisa had slept a little on the flight home, I was guessing from complete exhaustion. Ash held her the entire trip.Once we were back at my house, I had Ashley and her mother. We played around, suckinq each other off, until we were both once aqain ready. "Aaron." I said. "hmmmmm?" he replied. "I want you to treat me like I'm a slut. treat me like I'm your whore!" I cried. he smiled, and stood up. "qet on your knees, whore!" he said. smilinq, I qot on my knees. "now, suck my dick, bitch" with that he thrust my head towards his dick. before I could suck it, he dick-slapped my face and smacked me. I put his dick in my mouth and let him fuck my mouth until he felt he.