" "You can fuck me anywhere you want to, I don't care." "You can fuck me anywhere you want to, I don't care...but please, let me suck your sweet cum into my mouth first! God...I promise I'll make it hard again and you can fuck me..please..please feed me now?" She was panting hard, and it was obvious another orgasm was very near. Her hand struggled to reach my zipper, in spite of the firmness of my grip on her wrist. "You'd make a great whore, Max, you know that? But you make an even better slut...begging to drink my cum, to taste my hot white fuck. You really do want it bad, don't you, sweet little piece?" Her second orgasm interrupted her answer to me, and I kissed her hard, knowing that it would be more difficult for her to control her responses this time. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Marge smiling in the mirror before her head disappeared into Jim's lap. "Well, where do you suppose that Marge went, Max?", I asked teasingly. "You don't think she's got Jim's cock in her mouth, do you? Lucky Marge...here you are all hot to taste some cum and Marge is about to get some. Life just isn't fair, is it Max?" Still panting from her orgasm and burning with heated passion, Maxine began struggling in earnest now with both hands, trying to get my pants open and my cock out. |