"It's your wood, Cathy!''

Cathy smiles in glee as you let her devour the gleaming staff of the young 'No Sex Iz The Bomb' volunteer worker. She works her pursed lips, sliding them methodically up and down his newly hardened dick-length.

Faster and faster, the blonde bobs her head, her cheeks puckering and billowing alternately. You want to feel those lips on yours as you continue to watch her devour the former pussytease's prick.

"The safest sex is abstinence, the safest sex is abstinence," the cherub-featured lad chants aloud, trying to take himself to another place. Anyplace but here, being debauched by these wanton harlots.

"Oh, no, please don't let me cumm..in ...your...hot...wet ....mou-thh," he barely manages to warn, as the pentup jizz shoots and shoots into the lithe blonde's mouth.

You motion Cathy to you. She simply stands and leans over the half-dressed lad, her knee near his crotch as she balances herself on his seat's edge.

Ronny mutely watches, wide-eyed, as Cathy allows the wad of cum still in her mouth to drool down into your waiting, pouty mouth. It seems to continue to pour like a white fountain for many seconds. And then you swallow it all and turn to him as you twist his man-nipples.

"I didn't say how we'd both taste it!" you laugh, his stunned expression priceless.

"We're all going to hell!" he cries.