.” Mark muttered.“Louder!” Two barked and nodded to Three for another, harder spank.“Fuck!” Mark yelled in pain. “...me,” he ended his i...ncomplete phrase.“And what?” One asked adamantly, signaling Three to give Mark another firm yank on each of his buttocks.“Fuck!” came as the first time the palm connected with the cheek and, “Me!” with the second. “And fill me up with your seed. Inseminate my bowels!” he finally uttered.“Atta boy,” One commented, grinning.He took Mark's wrist into his iron grip. I'm just getting ready to paint Ashlee's toes...you shoudl concetrate on not sucking so much at your game." Ashlee and I both giggle as Brandon turns back to his next life.I look deep into Ashlee's eyes and lift her foot back to my mouth. My tongue slips out and circles her big toe, sliding around and around, teasing her, slipping between her toes, and then I slip her toe back into my mouth, sucking softly, sliding her toe in and out of my mouth, fucking her toe with my lips. She leans back. I lowered my gaze onto his scrotum, his balls hanging and swinging, seemingly out of kilter, with his fist movements, perhaps his achievement in attracting me to see him, had him in a tizzy, in fear of my getting up and leaving him, to shoot into a barren void, he needed a female to view his seed shoot forth, this was a fertile and hot moment for him, he needed to seed me, and in some sort of primeval basic instinct, I choose to remain and accept his seeding, I was fertile soil and the moisture. Suddenly, I felt Peter's hand on top of my cock. I gently moved his hand back to his lap without waking him up. After a few more minutes, he did it again so again I gently moved his hand back to his lap. Then he did it a third time but this time he kept his hand firmly on top of my cock when I tried to remove it. I now knew that Peter wasn’t asleep, he was just pretended. I could feel his thumb moving up and down my suddenly hard shaft as he leaned his head toward me and started.