"Kira purred, "mmm ... mmmm ... mmmmmm..." I could hear her slurping as she applied suction. Her lips were wet with drool, my son's cock slippery and ...pulsing."When he cums, Kira, you can keep him inside if you want ... that's what I enjoy. Just concentrate on breathing ... breathe ... that's it." Kira bobbed in long motions, my son's penis becoming over-engorged. "Do it, Dex," I told my son, "fill her mouth." Kira braced herself by making her movements more shallow and tightening her lips. "Cum. Pots and pans were in the cupboard and so was the precious tins what few were left, the shelter was in the lee of a sand bar topped with the red and yellow trumpet flowers, and coconut palms they could see a storm coming, he putting out saucepans to catch as much water as was possible, preying for rain, it had been a near thing, they had nearly had to resort to drinking urine, though they knew that form of recycling would not last long, it might have made the difference. The storm struck, it. Prissy was telling him, "OMG, I need to be licking cum off mymummies boobies." It was nice that he was learning his truth. Everybodyneeds to have their truth, and Prissy was good at seeing it in people.She didn't get why you'd want to lick cum off of a woman's boob when itwas much more important that you be the one to make them cum, but somepeople are weird.The two sissy slut sisters just marched into the front of Classy'sdepartment store, where all the makeup counters were. Pansy. There's a fresher next to it and working surfaces in abundance at which to put my chair; the Bosun and I rigged clamping so that things won't go flying about. He's arranging an extra set of dungarees and smalls so I don't have to worry about one off one on as the laundry doesn't cover working areas." No mind, Henry. As long as you remember you dine here and that is not just logistical, its networking of command and staff; we aren't as jealous of position, Oh, sorry, I forgot. Why are you still.