“We wanted to know how you feel” There was a long pause “well frankly I’m wet and sloppy, my butt is a bit sore as hell, but I really feel great are we going to do this again soon”?I withhold my pubococcygeus for five seconds and thought of Mr. Merculief with a mustache on his dick.So I stepped even closer to her giving her a hint by asking a simple question:“Do you comply with our demands?” I know that voice; it’s Taylor.“Please!” I hissed between my smooshed lips, “I’ve been a good little slut, haven’t I?“Don’t scream,” he whispered in her ear.Here we stashed it, ready to be picked up on our return, I wanted to go around the upper rim.I've never enjoyed such a strong feeling of lust like Gail projected that night.I remembered reading online back in college that you ALWAYS say you’ve been there before, or else you may not get the happy ending, or worse, they could think you’re a cop.I got a whiff of her musky cunt as her juices now flowed glistenin