"I'll give you just thirty minutes to stop that Mom!" He dryly admonished her in response. The four exhausted cum lovers spent most of the morning on that well used king size bed before reluctantly moving on with their days. It was a special event that would probably never happen again and they all knew that. But the words of Cynthia's mother revisited her mind as she lay there dozing after the others had left. "It's the glue Cynthia!" Her mother had informed her. "Sex is the glue that keeps you stuck together no matter what happens." A lot had happened in the past couple of days, but Cynthia knew they would all be okay. All characters depicted in this story are above the age of 18. Chapter 6 I couldn't think straight. The dildo in my ass was stretching me out. My ass burned from its size, holding me open and filling me. But, what was worse than the dildo was my sister's shit. It had taken over my senses. It's all I could smell, taste, feel, and think about. I spent the next 10 minutes trying to hold the turd down. If I threw it up, I would have to swallow it down again—or otherwise drown. As much as drowning had its appeal, a small part of me liked what was happening. I felt special, like my service to these women gave me purpose. It's as if I could finally be useful to women, and that gave me worth. Maybe if Lauren saw how good of a toilet I was, she would take me with her to college to serve as her toilet. Then, I could be with her again. Or, maybe I was going insane from the toxic shit inside of me. My thoughts were interrupted by a woman walking into my stall. She was a cute Asian teenager, perhaps of Filipino heritage. She japanese was petite, and had little curvature. She wore a tight, short white dress. Her dark tan skin contrasted against the whiteness of her outfit, and I thought she looked beautiful. She peered down into the toilet and giggled at the sight of me. Her smile was friendly in a bubbly exotic way. She was cute, and japan I was excited to service her. I hoped she only had to pee. Maybe that would get the taste of my sister's asian shit out of my mouth. She pulled her dress over her head, revealing an amazing body. She was toned, with a flat stomach and small tits. Her tits had dark, puffy nipples. They were perfectly sized, and would fit nicely in a hand. "Not that it would ever be my hand," I thought to myself. Nevertheless, I would get to share in an intimate act with this cute teen, and that made me tingle. I started to get erect again while admiring the musculature of her thighs. Standing stark naked in front of a table full of attractive and nude women while talking about orgasms and exotic oral sex was having unintended consequences. She was 25 years old, married. I licked her pussy and ass as she came down. The japanese slower and more sensual he or she is, the better cum the sex is afterwards. Both couldn't stop seeking each asian other out for sex. Right? She couldn't stop thinking about the exciting stuff Crowbar promised her - like catfights where nude girls claw each other, or the bondage games he'd promised her. The game progressed and she japan finally won. Our flesh slapped together. It’s all yours, you know.” Her hands came down to fondle her breasts, she pointed her nipples at me. front of him knew about it or was it a bluff?