She started to tickle and lick my swaying balls. Before long, she spread my ass apart and started licking my asshole! She knows that this always makes... me cum hard. The feeling of her warm and wet probing tongue as she moved it around my asshole and then in and out was something otherworldy. This was too much and I exploded with a hot sticky load in his contracting ass. As I pulled out with a spout of cum, we heard him slur and mutter something about not cumming in his ass. Ignoring him, she. Giles looked confused for a moment, then lifted his hand to his temple and winced at the memory, though actually touching it didn't hurt him at all. Shaking his head, he offered a smile to shrug the concern away. "It's fine. Ha, it's just been quite a, ah, long trip. Please, ah, d-do come in," he ushered her toward the living room, closing the door behind her. It was difficult not to cast a wary look around, so used to hiding as he had become. He imagined his anxiety and paranoia would be high. Sam has shorter hair, but the same slim figure as Pat and maybe slightly larger breasts.The idea was I would meet Pat at Sam's on the way back. Sam lost her husband about a year ago and is just beginning to regain her life and bring some normality back into it. I've always liked Sam and her sense of humour. One time while I was following her up a flight of stairs, she stopped and asked me if she had remembered to put on her underwear. I had taken a look, but she had remembered and when I told. I pushed her next to the toilet. "Lift up the lid… with your mouth, cum bucket!" She put her lips onthe toilet seat and pushed it up. "Now leave your face right there, over thewater." Her neck lay across the edge of the toilet, her face extended out over thebowl. I snapped my fingers, and she opened her mouth. She was shivering, petrified. "You've never been a urinal before, have you, Pathetic?" "N-n-n-no Sir." I smiled down at her and unleashed a torrent of piss across her pretty features.She.