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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 1 - Mother, Father, and My Lovers.
(mc, oral mf & ff)

The black limo pulled into our driveway, filling the entire drive.  Even 
before the vehicle had been taken out of gear, I had my suitcase waiting 
by the trunk.  I had a feeling that this was a different vehicle than 
the last one I had ridden in, but there were no exterior markings to 
indicated this.

A different driver got out, came around to the right side passenger door 
and opened it for my father.  I nearly dropped my suitcase.  Not only 
was my father clothed, but he was all decked out in a black and white 
tux.

I did drop my suitcase when my mother came out.  I had never seen her so 
dressed up, so beautiful, so... sexy.  I swallowed hard when she walked 
over in her black and white sparkling blouse, with matching skirt, 
accenting her curves while still being conservative enough not to 
appear, as Suzi would say, slutty.  Her legs were perfect, and her smile 
was genuinely warm.  And she had that smile pointed at my father, which 
was even more shocking.

I followed my suitcase to the ground when the pair nearly ripped each 
others clothes off while they kissed.  The squawking sound I made when 
my back end hit the ground was probably the only thing that has stopped 
them from raping each other on the spot.  They straightened out each 
other's clothes while my mother wiped off the lipstick she had smeared 
all over his mouth, giggling like a school girl as my father said things 
which were beyond my range of hearing.

The driver helped me up, then opened the trunk and put my suitcase in.  
I had packed enough for five days even though it was only for the 
weekend.  When my father asked where my mother's suitcase was, she held 
up her small matching purse saying, "Right here."

I stared at my suitcase as the driver shut the trunk, realizing how 
stupid I had been.  I wouldn't be needing any clothes once I got there.  
Even my mother knew that.

My father called me over, and for a moment I felt like the three of us 
were a family.  When that reality hit me, I shuttered internally.  In 
another life, I might have simply excepted letting my grandmother suck 
me off whenever I got a hangnail or something, just to make me feel 
better.  "Grandma, would you blow me?  I'll even hold your teeth for 
you."  Shutter shutter.

I had a strange duality when it came to my father.  Yes, he was my 
father, in some ways I respected him, and I suppose I cared for him 
slightly.  But I also despised everything he stood for.  I knew 
everything I would be enjoying this weekend, everything I had been 
excited about for the past week-and-a-half was his gift to me for being 
his son.  But it also was an attempt to corrupt me with his way of life. 
A life I so desperately wanted to hate, but knew I already loved.

But I actually didn't mind a little corruption as long as my friends 
were with me.  They were my insurance, my protection from allowing the 
corruption to take my soul.  Perhaps this notion was a bit naive, but as 
it turned out, they indeed were my saviors, and I their's.  Not that my 
father didn't try his hardest to corrupt us all anyway.  And for a 
little while, he succeeded, especially with Joey.

As we climbed into the limo, I saw it was indeed a different one.  There 
was no bed, just incredible plush velvety seats that I imagined folded 
out to become a bed if needed.  There was plenty of room for Joey and 
Suzi when we picked them up on the way to my father's north mansion.

Joey's house of course was just down the street.  In fact, the limo had 
past it to get to our house.  As we pulled into Joey's driveway, Joey 
was already standing right were the door would be, making it appear as 
if we had pulled up to him.  Joey signaled for me to roll the window 
down before opening the door. When I had done so, he said, "Welcome to 
Joey's.  May I take you order please?"

The driver put Joey's suit case in the trunk next to mine.  While Joey's 
parents checked out the limo and chatted with my mom and father, Joey 
motioned me out and we went to the rear out of ear shot.

"I saw your suitcase in the trunk," Joey said.  "That was good thinking.  
I mean, I had to pack like I was going to need clothes and stuff.  But 
when my dad saw the limo coming back down the street, he said something 
about wondering how much room the trunk had.  I nearly shit when I 
realized you wouldn't be taking any clothes with you, and the trunk 
would be empty.  So when did you start seeing into the future too?"

My face went red, but luckily Joey's dad called saying it was time to 
leave.  I climbed in, and watched Joey's mom hug and kiss him, followed 
by his dad.  He squawked when his dad gave him a peck on the cheek, and 
turned all red about it.

He got in, and they all said their good-byes again through the window.  

Once we were on our way, I said in a low voice like his dad's, "Oh, 
Joey.. I'll miss you!" and gave him a real kiss.  That really made him 
turn red with my mom and father sitting right there.  My mother 
whispered something to my father, and his eyes moved to Joey's legs and 
grinned.  

Joey's body blush deepened even more, and then he said, "God, I HATE 
being fair skinned and blond!"

"Oh don't be, Joey.  With your blond hair and blue eyes, girls are 
probably following you around everywhere,"  my mother said.

"No they're not, mom.  With Suzi around, the other girls don't dare."  I 
said grinning.

"What do you mean?" Joey said, seeking revenge.  "Everyone at school 
thinks Suzi is with you.  I don't think Suzi scares them away, so it 
must be you."

"Ha ha." I said, letting him have his minor victory.

Suzi's house was a good fifteen minutes from Joey's and mine.  We were 
talking about nothing in particular, when my mother and father began to 
shock me again.

"So, how is your mother?  Is she well?"  my mother asked.

"Oh, she's fine.  Getting on a bit, but she can still suck a golf ball 
through a garden hose, if you know what I mean," my father said, 
laughing at his own joke.  Then he continued. "And what about your 
father?  Is he still on that little island?  I nearly had it bombed 
while you were under my household, fearing he would find out and take 
you away.  But they made me set you free before the planes were ready 
and..."

"MOM!  You said Grandpa died before I was born! Is he really still 
alive?" I said exasperated.

"Whoops.  Sorry Samantha.  I didn't realize.."

"That's okay.  I was going to tell him anyway." Then she turned to me 
and said, "Yes, he's alive, but he doesn't know about you.  After I 
discovered my powers, I accidentally triggered his own.  I'm afraid he 
is a little confused..."

"A little?  He thinks he God All Mighty, Samantha.  That is not just a 
little confused.  That's plain loony."

"Well, at least he had enough sense to go and get an island in the 
middle of the Pacific to play God, unlike your father..."

"I suppose you're right.  Pop certainly did bring that on himself.  It 
was a pity he had all his slaves kill themselves when he did.  Some of 
them I remember taking their virginities from.  Pop didn't leave many of 
those around when I was growing up.  He always said.."

"Uhm, excuse me?" I interrupted.  "Do I have any other living relatives 
that I should know about?  What happened to my other Grandma?  And do I 
have any uncles or aunts?"

"My mother truly died before you were born, and that's what made my 
father loose touch with reality.  As far as uncles and aunts...  Well, 
there's my brother George, and Charles' brother Larry, and what was your 
other brother's name?  The one that tried to take over that country with 
the army of women?"

"No no.  That was Larry.  You're thinking of Spud. You know, here Spud! 
Good boy.   And then of course there's your three sisters that pretend 
their witches.  I must say, they know how to throw a good party.  All my 
sister does is go around collecting human testicles.  But she has quite 
a collection.  I'm sure she'll.."

"What about brothers or sisters," Joey said quietly, yet very amused.

"Yeah! What about brothers or sisters?  Oh God! Three weeks ago, my only 
living relative was my mother.  Then I meet my father, then my golf ball 
sucking grandmother.  Now I have a family tree longer than my arm.  And 
they're all power mad perverts, or grown men who think they're a dog!" I 
groaned, covering up my face with my hands.

My mother and father burst out laughing, followed by Joey.  My mother 
had tears in her eyes, and Joey had fallen on the floor from laughing so 
hard.

"WHAT IS SO FUNNY!" I screamed.

Joey sputtered between his giggles, "They...  were.... JoKINg!"

"ARRRGGGGH" I said covering up my face again and sinking down in my 
seat, almost to where my butt was about to fall off.

As if on cue, I felt the car stop.  I looked up, and there was Suzi's 
face, right were Joey's had been when we pulled up at his house.

"Great. Now I'm really gonna get picked on." I muttered, reaching for 
the door.  I got out and greeted Suzi. Then I poked my head into the cab 
and said, "I think it would be safer if I rode in the trunk next to my 
suitcase full of five pairs of clothes.  Just honk the horn when we get 
there, okay?"  I had my head out ear shot before they could reply, and 
all I heard a moment later was the second explosion of laughter.

"What was that all about," I heard Suzi ask the occupants of the limo 
after they calmed down.

I waited for the driver to open the trunk to put Suzi's suitcase in, and 
then asked him to wait a moment before he shut it.  I opened my suit 
case, and took out four little boxes.  I also slipped my coin and 
another object into my pocket.  I wanted my coin just in case I needed 
some sympathy.  Suzi could really get you if she was in the mood.  And I 
imagined I was an easy target right then.

I felt Suzi's hand slip around the back of my waist, and she said, 
"What's you got?"

"Oh, just something I made.  Where's your mom and dad?  Joey's almost 
climbed in and came with us."

"Oh, they're around somewhere.  Limos aren't a big thing with them.  
Here they come..."

"You know, I think this is the first time I've actually seen your house 
from the outside, or with my own eyes.  Oh, shit.  I'm not supposed to 
really even know your mom and dad except the few times they dropped you 
off or something.  I feel like I've known them for, what, fourteen 
years?"  I said, feeling the butterflies in my stomach grow.  I wanted 
to pull Joey out and tell them he's her date, not me.  But I was the one 
who had invited her, and invited Joey.  And they certainly didn't know 
anything about our three way love triangle.

Before we could say hey, Suzi's dad exclaimed, "Charles!  I didn't know 
you were Tim's father!  Well I'll be.  Hows..."

Suzi and I looked at each other in yet another shock to add to my score 
board.  We moved closer to listen.

"and that Greek gobblet was an absolute hit.  It fetched over ten grand!  
You wouldn't believe the how many people bidded on that one."

"Really?  Well, I have another twelve in storage.  The one I donated to 
you was a last moment kind of thing.  I suppose I let my superstitions 
get the better of me.  I couldn't stand having thirteen of the silly 
things.  You can't actually drink out of them without one of those 
rubies popping off.  Perhaps next quarter I can donate the remaining 
twelve.  Never hurts to get those tax deductions where ever you can."

"Well that would be splendid.  If they get as much as the last one did, 
I imagine they would name the new library after you.  The Charles 
Grodmen Library of Medical Research.  Sound's pretty good, if you ask 
me.."

"Now stop it Frank," Suzi's mother said.  "Can't you see they want to 
get going?  It's been nice seeing you again Charles.  And you Samantha.  
You two make a charming couple.  Now I can see where Tim gets all his 
looks."

"I think I will ride in the trunk," I said loud enough for everyone to 
hear and turned around like I meant it.

Suzi grabbed hold of the back of my shirt and said, "You don't need to 
ride in the trunk." She pulled me past the back door, and opened the 
passenger side front door and said, "Here.  You can ride with the 
driver."



After the standard farewells, we were on our way to my father's place.  
I passed out my little gifts, and waited.

"Ewww, Timmy!  It's gorgeous!" Suzi exclaimed.

"Impressive," my father said.

"It is very beautiful.  Thank you dear," my mother said.

"Yeah, Tim.  It's neat.  I don't recognize it either.  Did you feel it 
out yourself?"

"Yep.  And they're all different.  See if you can guess what yours is, 
Joey."

"You felt all four of them?  Wow!  How did you do it?"

"Come on, Joey.  I can feel the symbols out just as well as you can.  
You just can just fit the shapes to them faster, that's all.  Now come 
on.  Everyone guess what they are."

"I don't understand," my father said frowning at his metal with red 
glass symbol.  Each symbol was palm size, had a different color of 
glass, and resembled each other, but obviously were not the same.  "Have 
you figured out what the symbols mean?"

Joey and I filled him in on what we had found out and had been doing.  
My father was very impressed.

"So, everyone has to figure out what their symbol means.  I'll give you 
a hint.  They each represent the person I gave them to."

"I know what mine is," my mother said.

"What?" Joey asked.

"I don't want to give it away," she wisely answered.

My father was staring intensely at his.  Then suddenly he did an almost 
double take.  He said, "Good Lord!  I know what this symbol means!" His 
face was almost giddy with his realization.  "It's stands for Father!"

"Yeah, that's what I thought at first.  But it actually means a little 
more than just father.  But wait until Joey figures his out.  I know he 
will."

"Well, I won't," Suzi said a little crossly.  "It's obvious your mom's 
is mother, but what's mine.  Sister?" Then in a much softer voice, 
"Lover?"

"Actually you almost have it.  Come on Joey. I know you can figure this 
one out."

Joey had shut his eyes, running the symbol around in his head.  I hadn't 
expected him to take this long.

"I keep coming up with something that doesn't make sense," he said, 
opening his eyes.

"Huh?  Why doesn't it make sense?" I asked.

"I keep getting 'female lover',"

"Opps.  I wondered if I got them mixed up when you opened it.  Sorry.  
Maybe you and Suzi should switch."

My mom and father laughed again, and even Suzi giggled.  My ears were 
burning, but Joey wasn't even paying attention.  He had both Suzi's and 
his in his hands, turning them around and around.

"Go ahead, Joey.  I know you want to collide them."

"I don't think I need to.  They fit like.... this?"

He had fit the two symbols together, the strange juts and dents locking 
into each other.

"Yeah. I couldn't get them exact so they fit kinda loose.  I barely got 
them done in time for today."

My mom and father were trying to see how theirs fit together, and they 
finally got it right.

"Can I see, Joey?" Suzi asked.

Joey passed the interlocked symbols to her.  Suzi took them apart, then 
reassembled them.  She was looking at them closely, then suddenly saw 
the part of my hidden markings.

"Can I see yours too?  I think they all go together," she said to my mom 
who was studying theirs.

My mom passed the interlocked symbols over, while Joey exclaimed, "Wow, 
Tim.  You mean you got more than two symbols to fit together?"

"Yeah.  But you won't be able to get these to fit together like that 
Suzi.  You have to break yours and Joey's apart, and you're missing one 
piece."

I dug out the piece I made for myself, and handed it to Suzi.

"So, this one means, what.  Self love?" Suzi giggled.

"Nope. And I'm not gonna tell ya yet."

Suzi fiddled with it for several minutes.  She connected mine to my 
parents almost right away in a sort of T figure.   Just as she was about 
to get it, Suzi handed it over to Joey and said, "Here, you do it."

Joey turned their pieces around and finally fit them like legs that 
didn't touch anything but my centerpiece.  The assembled figure looked 
like the combination of a T and an upside down Y.  They were too loose 
to stay together, but there was no mistaking they had fit correctly.  So 
Joey carefully placed the assembled figure in the center of the floor so 
everyone could look at it.

"I'm really impressed, Tim.  I could have never figured that out.  How 
did you do it?" Joey said.

"Actually, it wasn't that hard.  You see, mom's piece really means 
parental female mate, and similarly dad's.  Mine is the product of my 
mom's and dad's mating.  Yours and Suzi's are my male and female lovers.  
It's kinda confusing at first, but it does kinda make sense if you do 
this..."

I took the female lover and my symbol, still connected to each other, 
and placed them upside down over the mother and father.  They were 
identical.

"The male lover and mine are actually the same piece.  And the male mate 
is just a mirror copy of the of the male lover.  Same thing with the 
female lover and the female mate.  And the female lover is supposed to 
fit in the same spot as mine in the middle with the male and another 
female lover switching spots.  Pretty neat, huh?"

We talked about my symbol gifts the rest of the trip.  The North mansion 
was almost an hour from Suzi's house, so by the time we got there, I was 
feeling pretty good about myself.

My mother and father didn't get out of the limo when we arrived.  They 
were going out for dinner, dancing, and we all knew of course, sex.  But 
as I got out of the limo, my father called out.

"Tim, while I'm gone, you're the master of my household.  Your mother 
and I won't be back until tomorrow afternoon, so you may do whatever you 
wish with my staff and house.  If you like, tell Sherman to take you for 
the grand tour.  I wouldn't bother going to the South wing since it is 
just a copy of the North, with some small differences.  Now go on. The 
twins are waiting."

"Thanks, Dad!  This will be cool!" I said.

I ran up the steps as the limo pulled away, catching up with Joey and 
Suzi.

"Hey! We got the place to ourselves!  I'm the Master of the house until 
tomorrow.  What do you guys want to do first?"

As approached the two large doors, they began to open.  Sherman and 
twelve other servants were waiting for us.  One of them was holding the 
twin's leashes, whose collars and leashes were white.  Joey and I got 
real excited from the concept of being Lords of all those naked and half 
naked people, Suzi less so.

"Hey Sherman. What's up?" Joey said being friendly.

"Honored to be of service to you, sir.  I trust you had a pleasant 
trip?"

"Yeah, it was pretty good, thanks to Tim."

I was more interested in saying hey to the twins, but I saw there was a 
certain protocol expected to be performed. 

"Sherman,  do we already have rooms ready?  Or do we get to choose?"

"The Master selected the one he believed you would enjoy the most, but 
you may choose to use any of the rooms you wish."

"Hmm.  Okay.  Well, I guess we can hop on the beds later.  So, I take it 
those robes are for us?"  I indicated to the three attendants holding 
robes.

"Yes Master.  The attendants will remove your clothes for you.  The 
Master arranged some entertainment for you in the North Study.  You may 
wish to go there when you are properly attired.  Food and servants are 
already waiting for your arrival."

"Okay, that sounds cool," I said, as my attendant and another nude woman 
began removing my clothes.  I grabbed my coin, and looked around for 
someone who took my fancy.  I settled on a twenty year old brunette, and 
called her over to me.

"What is your name?"

"Fanny, Master," she said in a thick accent I didn't recognize

"Fanny, I want you to stay with me at all times.  I want you to carry my 
coin for me.  Do you understand?"

"Oh, Yes Master.  I will carry my master's coin for him everywhere he 
goes.  Thank you, Master,"  she said totally overjoyed.

"Oh, brother," Suzi said.

Once we were in our robes, I was handed the twin's leashes and they lead 
the way.  My eyes became hypnotized by the twins butts.  They were 
absolutely amazing.  My dick was standing straight out of the robe.  I 
was considering skipping the entertainment, and just get on with the sex 
when I realized Joey couldn't see.

"Joy, could Joey walk you?  I want him to see something."  The response 
was immediately yes.

"Here Joey," I said as I passed him the leash.

After Honey began leading the way again, I heard Joey gasp.

"Nice view, eh, Joey?"

"Yeah,  man..."

"It's even better with two of them side by side.  They always walk in 
step."

"Joy, you got the sexiest ass I've ever seen."

"Thanks, fellas.  You really know how to make a girl feel wanted," Suzi 
teased.

"Well, if you wouldn't keep walking behind or beside us..." Joey said.

"Then I wouldn't see your two butts."

We reached the study, and I grinned again as Joey and Suzi gasped at the 
number of pillows and the size of the mattresses in the room.

As Honey lead us to the center positions, our 'seats' walked up to us.

"Oh, uhm.  Well, okay." I said to them.  Joey and Suzi remained silent 
as they watched.

"Hello, Sandra.  How are you?"

"I'm very happy, Master.  I'm so glad you remember me."

"Of course I remember you.  Could you help me with my robe?  I know you 
want to feel my heartbeat."

"YES, Master.  Thank you Master." Sandra replied as she removed my robe.

I settled back into Sandra's chests, I found myself feeling very much at 
home.  I almost gave out a yip when I felt some very familiar lips on my 
dick.

"Oh, Honey.  That feels wonderful," I sighed.  Then I realized Joey and 
Suzi were still staring at me, not following my example.

"Come on you two.  Live it up.  You knew that this stuff goes on here.  
That's what makes it so neat."

"Yeah, but we didn't think you would be so... comfortable with it," Joey 
said.

"I wasn't at first.  But Sandra here loves feeling my heartbeat against 
her chest, and no one made her that way.  Honey and Joy have been doing 
this all their lives.  It is their most loving expression they know."

Joey's dick was at full mast, and didn't have to take anymore 
convincing.  Suzi, however, refused her 'seat'.  And she didn't have 
someone to lay in between her legs.

"Sandra?  Do you know if there are any males who like to feel heartbeats 
against their chests?"

"Yes Master.  My husband also loves for people to lay against his chest.  
He doesn't get to very often.  He gets so sad sometimes.."

I picked his name out of her head, then sent the instructions out.  In 
less than a minute, a smooth chested man walked in.

"Master, you sent for me?" he said kneeling.

"Suzi, this guy hasn't had someone lay against him in over six months.  
Please?"

"Please, my Lady.  I beg of you.  Allow me to feel your heartbeat 
through my chest."

Suzi sighed.  "Okay, but if he gets a hardon,  I'll make you suck him 
off, Timmy."

I heard Joey moan.

"Man Tim.  I don't think I could hold off much longer.."

"Hey Suz.  You want to place any bets on how long it takes for Joey to 
blow?"

"This is a trick, isn't it.  Oh well.  Joey, how close are you?"

"I'm close!  I'm not gonna last much longer.  Thirty seconds maybe?"

"Suz, I'll be your servant at lunch for a month if Joey blows within 
five minutes?"  I was actually asking Joy the question.  The answer was 
an easy "no problem" kind of reply.

"Oh, okay," Suzi said brightly.  "Not that I will, but if I lose?"

"You let me get someone to do that to you."

"Deal.  It's a win win situation.  Okay, Joey go ahead.  Anytime your 
ready."

"Yeah, I'm gonna cum any time now," Joey said, squirming.

I sat there, feeling Honey's loving lips and tongue keep me at the state 
of pleasant arousal.  After about two minutes, Suzi was starting to get 
a little nervous.

"Joey, I thought you were about to cum?"

"I am,  Oh my God.  I am so CLOSE.  UUUhhhhh.   I'm right there.. 
really."

"So, Suz.  Which would you rather have.  A male tongue or a female 
tongue.  Or would you prefer on of those zoo animals?"

"Come on Joey.  Think of something that turns you on.  Think of their 
ass when they were walking.  Remember?"

"Yeah.  Asses.  Yeah.  Walking.  Yeah.  Almost.  Yeah.  There..  
Almost."

"Here's an idea.  I'll up the stakes.  How about I serve you for two 
months, if you will let three people worship your body.  How about 
that."

"You think you're gonna win.  But it's still a deal.   I have a few 
tricks up my own sleeve.  Joey.  Remember when you and I were talking 
about how much fun it would be to have Tim lick every inch of our 
bodies?  Remember?"

"Yeah,  Almost..  Yeah.....  Asses ...  Yeah.... Fruity tooties..... 
Yeah....  Yeahh...."

"Shit," was all Suzi said.

"So, should I have them do a line up? or do you want me to pick them 
out?"

"You do it."  Suzi said darkly.

"Yeah....       Almost.......    Yeah....."  came from somewhere on the 
other side of Suzi.

"Times up, Master.  You win,"  Sandra said, squeezing me."

"Okay, Joy, ease Joey down a little bit.  He'll just have to wait for 
when Suzi is ready."

"Yeah.......     Almost........."

"Ok, Suz.  I hope you like these guys,"  I said as two men and one woman 
walks in.

"I'm in trouble..."  Suzi said, her eyes watch the first man's dick 
harden as he walked.

"I hope you don't mind them sucking each on other's tongues first."

"Yep.  I'm really in trouble.  "

"Yeah.... Trouble......   Suck........ Yeah....."

Suzi watched as the two muscle bound men began to kiss, their dicks 
plainly in view.  She almost didn't notice the woman getting in between 
her legs.

I watched, fascinated by the woman's ginger licks and lip movements.  It 
was totally different that anything I had done to Suzi.  Suzi was soon 
limp, eyes shut, with a dick in each hand, while the men stood over her, 
still kissing.  As the eight other men that I ordered walked in, they 
took their positions all around Suzi.


"Suzi?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Would you like me to give you a tongue bath?"

"Hmmmm?  A what?" she said.

"You know.  A tongue bath.  Lick every square inch of your horny, hot, 
sexy body.  Would you like that?"

"Hmmmm?  Yes.. That you be nice."

I signaled, and then let the twins know I was ready also.

I linked myself to Suzi and Joey, not letting them know of the link 
until the orgasms began.  I felt the expert lips on our dicks bring our 
cum to a roaring boil, then held us there.  I almost couldn't send the 
order out to start the cumming, but I did.

As twelve penises began to spurt their loads, the three of us were 
sharing our orgasms.  Cum was pouring on to Suzi, oozing all over her.  
Her orgasm nearly doubled in intensity, and my pleasure almost red 
lined.  As Joey's and my orgasms ended, we were very much aware of the 
men's orgasms still continuing.

By the time they had finished, Suzi was covered completely.  She was 
twitching from her multiple orgasms, but not as much as when the men 
began lapping up the sea of cum on her body.  Suzi was moaning and 
groaning, even screaming a few times.  Her words were gibberish, 
sometimes cusses.  Even when she had used up all her energy, she was 
still making strange noises while the men continued to lick and lap.  I 
let them continue like that even when the cum was gone for almost a half 
hour.

I think Suzi had enjoyed it since she never objected to having a chest 
to lay against again.  And she always did enjoy a good licking.

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