Becky chooses the robe. [END]

Becky put on the robe and pulled up the hood to cover her face. She tried the middle door and found it unlocked. She opened it and entered. The monotone chanting filled the hall. She stepped inside the room. It was warm and smelled of incense. From under the hood, she could see heads turn towards her. Roger was still laid upon the bed, recovering. The two girls fawned over him. The master of ceremonies stood before them with the glass of Roger's seed. Becky approached them without hesitation. When she was by the bed, she still obscured her face from the trio on it. She found the brunette still on her back with a cream pie filling topping off her pussy. Mimicking what she saw the brunette do, She knelt down and put her lips onto the creamy cunt and licked. The brunette cooed with pleasure and shifted to make herself more accessible. Roger sat up, curious about the newcomer. Becky continued to lick, tasting Roger's familiar flavor on the stranger's quim. She sucked on it, filling her mouth with as much fluid as she could hold, then turned toward the MC. he held out the cum glass and she filled it with her contents.

This was the time she felt right to reveal her identity. She pulled down the hood and looked to Roger with a sly grin. Roger's eyes widened in surprise.

"Becky?" Roger said in astonishment.

"Hey, lover... I wanted to make sure they were taking care of you right," Becky replied.

"Ah, well..." Roger said, sheepishly, "I'm kind of their savior..."

"Mhmm..." Becky replied, pulling off the robe to join in the nudity. She made a quick glance at Roger's piece and was happy to see it still twitching. "I hope you saved some for me..."

"Hon, I've always got some for you," Roger smiled. They embraced and kissed. As they did, Becky lowered herself over his semi-hard rod and brushed her pussy lips lightly against it. It twitched again. She kissed his neck and shoulder, tweaking his nipples. She knew the buttons to push. Little Roger was waking up again!

Becky slithered down to the side of the bed. She cupped her breasts around Roger's cock and began rubbing against it. "Remember when you used to beg me to do this for you?"

"Oh yeah..." Roger answers, looking down with a reminiscent grin. "I've always loved your tits, Becky. So supple and perky!"

"As much as you love my tongue?" Becky asked, feeling herself boiling over with arousal. Her man could have any woman in the room, but only she could bring excite him like this.

"I love your tongue..." Roger said with renewed vigor.

"I know what you love me doing with my tongue..."

"Oh.. baby... are you really going to...?" Roger said with anxious excitement.

Becky looked up to him and smiled, then went down and sucked in one of Roger's balls. Roger squirmed and made a gleeful squeal. The crowd of worshipers began to murmur among themselves over their 'savior' until the master of ceremonies hushed them down. Becky swirled the ball with her tongue then sucked and pulled back until it made a 'pop' out of her mouth. She did the same with the other ball, fondling the first as her mouth played with the second. Roger's cock was hard as a steel rod now and he got up and hoisted Becky's hips up. Becky was taken aback by his rough treatment. He held her hips and shoved his raging hard cock into her soft, wet pussy. With a grunt, he thrust deep inside her.

"Oh baby!" Becky chirped.

"Nghh... I'm going to give it to ya..." Roger replied, concentrating on his dick penetrating his lover.

They mashed the bodies together. Becky's juices were enough lubricate both of them and soon Roger was hammering away! Their bodies slapped against each other in silence as everyone else watched on. Becky, already aroused by watching, had exacerbated her condition by playing a lustful slut. Now, getting reamed by her lover, she was near ready to cum. Roger had already shot off twice, but was loaded up and ready to go one more time. They moaned in unison, bodies working together as one. Their pants were heavy, but they could feel each other ready to reach their peaks. Their pace quickened until finally...

"AAAAAHHHHHhhhhhh!!!!" they both screamed together! Roger shot out a load into Becky. Becky quivered and shoot. Roger stiffened up and continued to fountain out his seed. He pulled out and another spurt flew over Becky's stomach. Roger squirted again, getting on her tits and face. Roger was shocked to see so much come out of him. The girls moved in to save the precious fluids, licking them off Becky's body and face. They took turns filling the glass and diving into Becky's muff to mine for more. Roger climbed over and kissed his lover. She hugged him. They were together again.

Roger would take up his great uncle's mantle, one that required him to provide his seed, which was purported to have special properties, for the cult-like followers that served the estate. Due to their rituals and beliefs, Roger could not take a wife, but as the one to could harvest the most seed from Roger, Becky gained a high standing within the group. They would live a happy life together, sharing everything with those that worshiped them.

THE END