I seem to have been demoted from girlfriend to cocksucker-slave. Once at a cocktail party I was told to suck a cock and I didn't feellike it. Henrico ...picked me up bodily and took me into the cloakroomwhere he bent me over a chair, and took me forcibly. Though I came atleast twice, I didn't like it. But I went out as though chastened andsucked the required cocks. I was getting sullen.Things went too far when a couple was over for dinner and Henricodemanded I suck the man's cock and eat the. I'd deliberately not told her about the start-up company or that I was likely about to become rich. After so much time and our active sex life, she was completely immune to my effect, and I could clearly see that Marissa loved me for me. No gold digging, no chemical alterations, just pure, honest love. And I loved her back all the more.I stalked across the room, my books landing in a heap on the desk and I literally pounced on Marissa, causing her to squeal in half-fright before I simply. She lay back for a moment, contemplating the idea that perhaps she should just sleep the time away when she felt a warm trickle between her legs."Bloody hell," she muttered, wiggling her way out of bed. Debating whether to ask her mum to Scourgify her bed now or after returning from the loo, Ginny decided to wait until she had gotten back. Her mother would insist on helping her walk to the bathroom and probably feel that her daughter wasn't even capable of washing her hands afterward without. My pussy grew hot and juices, cream trickling down my thighs. My mom wiggled her hips, her cunt as hot as mine. Our tongues bathed up my sister's futa-dick. I loved the warmth, the shaft smooth. Then we reached the crown, my tongue flicking at the sensitive edge.Deidre's eyes moved beneath her lids. She groaned again, body squirming.Our tongues danced around the crown of my sister's futa-dick, bathing the spongy helmet. Her precum flowed as Mom jacked off the shaft. I lapped it up, brushing.