His cum shot up right into my mouth and on my lips and cheek. after a few shots he pushed me back and left i cleaned off his cum and swallowed it all.... the next guy was my type he was older and black. he came in and sat down next to me and pulled my head down to his crotch. it was smelly like he had not cleaned it in a while. it smelled of piss and cum and i was thinking about how bad i want to clean his cock for him. i started kissing his crotch then licking it until he pulled down his zipper. The child's eyes take on a look of terror and apprehension. "Amy," the boy asks, "is that you Amy. Why are you a boy? What happened to you!" The child's eyes are hysterical. "I'm not sure," she replies. "I don't know... but... but... who are you anyway?" "It's me," the boy whispers. "Your daddy, Amy, it's me, Brey." "No!" shrieks Amy, retreating even further into her shell-shock. Behind the boy appears a girl who looks about twelve. I'm almost positive it is Renea. In terror, I kick the. I looked down quickly, just in time to see a gout of semen erupt from the end of her cock. It splashed against my stomach and was followed immediately by a second burst of sticky, white cum. Asha's eyes popped open and she looked down at her handiwork. Several more streams of cum followed, each smaller than the one before it, until all that was left was a tiny dribble. She looked into my eyes and grinned broadly, proud and satisfied.All the while, her stride never broke, and soon I was ready to. I was beginning to feel tight inmy jeans. I don't use blindfolds without good reason.I tried to be discreet, but the washer chose that moment to reach theend of its cycle, so the scratch of my zipper rang through the room. Gerthbit his lip; I could just imagine what horrors he was envisioning now.But he didn't say anything. He was learning fast.As for myself, I just wanted to relieve the pressure. I stood stilla moment, stroking myself ? thank God I don't need lube for such matters,because.