I looked down at my thighs and the streams of nasty cum, still dripping from my red, swollen pussy. My stomach turned at the thought of what I knew th...at I was about to do. It was one thing to swallow the loads of cum that they shot into my mouth and throat. But it was so much nastier to scoop it up with my fingers and put it in my mouth.I looked back up at my rapist. I wanted to beg him not to make me do this. When I looked back up at him I saw that he was pointing his camera at me again. It. Especially as this increases both of our venues and frees our hand in all locations. Holidays, vacations, etc. We don’t have to worry about whose turf and all that jazz. Yes, very good thinking, baby,” I kissed Melissa very hard, on the mouth, with a very good deal of tongue, after which Kim did the very same to her.“Done deal, then!” Farah jumped up excitedly, too, putting her arms around me and making out with me as eagerly as ever.“Oh, good ... now, I ... I do have a request. I was .... The dress length was halfway up her thigh. As she moved the halter neck revealed in a most tantalising way the sides of her breasts. "Well, how do I look?" she asked us both.I told her that she looked stunning and kissed her. She put her arms around my neck and the hem of her dress rose to reveal the very tops of her legs and the beginning of the soft curves of her buttocks. Carl, who was standing behind her, was afforded a delightful view.We drove down to the harbour in Carl's car. It was a. “Its Liz.” I shouted in happiness.“Liz, oh…I thought you where dead.” How cold my heart greeted me after her words flowed to my ear.“No, I was kidnapped and…”“This is costing me, just do a favor and just hang up.”Nothing could compare the frosty vocabulary. My blood froze by her terms; the heart beat barely making a sound. She hanged up, to her own daughter that hasn’t seen her in two years. “Something wrong?” A voice came up out of the blue.“I am leaving.” Tears again flowed, I almost felt.