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Click here"Spread her lips and get your snout in there and start sucking. This stuff's like liquid gold and we don't want to lose a drop! And keep your wits about you. If she gushes, it's like a geyser, so you mustn't shy away. Just open wide and gulp it down!"
Dollie, meantime, was rubbing her sopping twat against my nose and tongue, yelling "That's it, you devil! I can feel a big one coming on!"
Thus my methodical introduction to female anatomy began to unravel in a flurry of oral rutting and a rush against time. My wish to give Dollie the most pleasure possible was counterposed to Auntie's almost fanatical emphasis on the consumption of precious bodily fluids as a veritable Fountain of Youth. Before Dollie quite reached her peak and its attendant explosion, I decided I'd had my fill, and pulled out of the way, allowing Mrs. Letchworth to eagerly take over my station. She had no sooner gotten her hungry maw in place and clutched Dollie's pert buns tightly, than Dollie screamed "there she blows!" and squirted a spray of girl cum all over Auntie's face, some of it making it into the hungry woman's mouth, but some going well up her nose and into her eyes.
"Sorry, Auntie," Dollie squeaked, once she had recovered and saw the disheveled woman's dripping face and soaked blouse. "But you can't claim that I didn't warn you! The way I see it, you gotta finish what you start. Damn! That was kick-ass!"
Mrs. Letchworth was in a state somewhere between ecstasy and shock. She had gotten her blast of Dollie's elixir, but the overflow was copious.
"Here, boy," she commanded, recovering her poise. "Lick me clean. We can't let these precious fluids go to waste."
My final task, before we broke for lunch, was to thoroughly cleanse Auntie's soaking face, neck, and torso with my tongue. If this made me her slave, I pondered as I licked, perhaps that wasn't so bad, after all.
[To be continued. If you enjoyed this story, please show your support with comments and 5-star votes. Margaret Jenkins & Emily James (and others unnamed) provided helpful feedback and editing advice, for which I am grateful.]
- COMMENTS
Arsenique5 months agoAuthorChapter 3 should hopefully go up Friday or Saturday. It's written, I just have to submit it tonight and wait for it to go through the mods.
T.C. deserves to have a proper finish, I agree. My aim was to do a finale after Mikey and Aunt Susan get home again, but it was at that point when the Bohemian Church inspiration grabbed me and the rest is history. Then that ran its course for a good long spell, and the characters decided to take a break. Now we have the Letchworth household, whose characters are writing the story as it goes along. I'm just their humble scribe. It's all in the inspiration, which comes and goes as it will. In any case, I have five Letchworth chapters already written and am submitting them at a steady pace, hoping to have a sixth done by the time that ch. 5 is up. Stay tuned, and thanks for your support and encouragement. It does help keep the momentum going.
SemperSolus01985 months agoWhile this is a very hot and nasty wet story, the squirter i dated for awhile could not speak just before, and during her orgasm. I loved doing it to her and would have done it all day if she let me.
Please continue, and please, are you going to finish T.C?
