Jeff kissed her again and said, “That was so good, Allie. I hope you got all the cum.” She looked in the syringe and replied, “I did, but it’s... still not nearly full.” She put the cap back on the syringe and tucked it back between her breasts. “I think I could use a little more.” He answered, “I feel totally drained. I don’t know if you can get any more out of me, but you are welcome to try if you want, Allie.” “I want,” was her simple reply as she took his limp cock once again into her mouth. She swung her legs to and fro while fidgeting with her balled up silk robe and bra.Bethany arrived with Allison’s promised beverage in hand, which she accepted with a smile. Holding the towel up with her arms she tasted the clinking cold beverage and found it to be refreshingly sweet. She also appreciated the cold taste since this room seemed to be warmer than the rest of the house.“Would you like some music while I work on you?” Bethany offered as she opened up a control panel. “I find my. I want you; I need you.I lower my head to your cock; your long, thick, beautiful cock. It pulses between my fingers as I stroke it before touching just the tip of my tongue to the big, bulbous head. I hear a gasp of approval as I take it into my waiting mouth. My tongue darts against your manhood, swirling around the head as I taste the first drops of your nectar. Your hips, like my mine, are bucking. I suck your cock deeper into my mouth. You moan softly as I keep sucking on it. You. But nothing could make Laura refuse."You want a glass of wine?" she asked."I want a glass of you."Laura smiled. "You always come right to the point."They kissed, using a lot of tongue, a scorching kiss. Both were panting when their mouths finally came apart."No matter who you fuck, she ain't as hot as I am, girl," Sholandra whispered.Already Laura was pulling Sholandra's sweater up, over her bra, over her head. Sholandra shook her hair, which was less stiff than that of a lot of black girls,.