“Do you want me to stay and help?”“No baby,” Sasha said softly. “You already got me off once. Go ahead, I’ll catch up in a few minutes.”...“Okay babe,” Austin said. He quietly stepped down off the bed and tip-toed to the bathroom, making a concerted effort to open and shut the door quietly. Just as I opened my eyes to get a better view of Sasha’s ass, she was repositioning herself to be on her back. She had her legs spread wide open; her knees were bent and her feet were up in the air. She had. . Thank you, Bradley. Oh, one more thing. Violet’s panties, here...they’re lovely, don’t you think? I’d hate to see them get any food-stains. Would you mind holding onto them until we’re done eating? Thank you so much...yes, I’ll call you if we need anything else. You’ve been very patient, my dear. Would you like to swallow my come now? All right, go ahead... All gone? Show me. Excellent. Now, let’s enjoy our meal. Bon appetit, my dear... . I looked at the label. It was Vaseline. “What’s that for Uncle Jimmy?”Taking off the lid, he turned to me. “Well lad, when I’ve washed my tadger, I have to put this on to stop myself getting sore.”I was ignorant of the word he had used, so I asked, “what’s a tadger?”He took hold of his penis and said, “you probably call it a cock. I prefer the name tadger.”I was staring intently at his “tadger” and the mass of hair around it.“Why is it so hairy Uncle Jimmy?”“You’re full of questions today. A few times I choked and had to raise my head and burp and gulp so I didn’t throw up. But I didn’t stop, couldn’t stop. I was a hungry, famished doggie. This was the only food I had, so I had to finish the whole bowl. Mike reached under me and fondled one of my tits. Then fondled the other one. And then he pinched one of them, hard. I hollered into my bowl. ‘Hurts?’ he asked. I bit my lip and nodded and made a strangled sound like ‘yynnnnggghhhhh.’ ‘Good thing you like it, then. All this.