" she wailed as her legs almost buckled."And one for the Anus" the voice announced.Martha shook her head."If required," the voice added in surprise. "...A big hand ladies and Gentlemen, Gillian will be available afterwards for one hundred and fifty pounds per fifteen minute session." Martha, the rod." Sarah whispered."Walk off with it!" Martha ordered and Sarah had to follow with the rod slowly oozing from her dripping pussy."You bitch" Sarah exclaimed but she had no choice but to walk off leading. I asked what he did.’ Realization dawned on him, ‘You will never tell me or anyone, will you? You plan to let it eat away at you, so no one will ever be able to help.’ She tried to control her emotions, but failed. Tears were pooling in her eyes. She chanted to herself, I’m fine…I’m fine…I’m fine. She tried to pull away from him when he wrapped his arms around her. Catherine said shakily, ‘Don’t, Daniel.’ He ignored her and pulled her into his chest, ‘I won’t let him near you again, I promise.’. I need a taste real quick. It's usually too gross to do this in the middle of sex, making me want it more in this situation, I get to be as gross as I want. I get my face down straight toward her pussy, practically having to lay completely down on my side, my head resting sideways on the blankets. And I stick my mouth and nose straight in there. Into the slime and stickiness, the freshly fucked mess of a pussy, dripping both of our wetness. I inhale, I taste it. It's disgusting and I love it. I. We order drinks and look at the menu. I can't help but keep glancing at you. Every now and then we make eye contact, you facing lighting up the dark room."Did you enjoy yesterday at the beach?" You ask , your lips turning up at the corners into a devilish grin. "Silly question" I reply. You smile and lean in to me, "I couldn't believe how much spunk that last guy shot into me" you whisper " it was still running out of me this morning when I woke up" "Was it" I said knowing full well how much.