Part of the appeal of Bonnie was the fact she was greedy and always in 'try hard' mode and I didn't want to change that about her. However, she did experience what she experienced and it would remain in the back of her mind, causing her to want to work on her relationship with Melanie. "I love you, Daddy, did you have a nice nap?" She whispered, her soft strokes and tone giving her a motherly feel to the young man inside her. "How long was I out?" I said, beginning to stir life back into my body. "About twenty minutes, but it was the best twenty minutes." She smiled. My women know I do not kiss them after their whore mouths have been used, until they've been cleaned. They also know I do not go down on them, because that's what whore mouths are for, but there are rare occasions where the mood and the moment are right for kissing, sharing love, regardless of where their mouths have been and this was one of those moments. In fact, there was only one other time I kissed one of my girls after using her mouth and that was with Melanie. Placing my hands on the bed, I pressed myself up off of Bonnie enough to lean down, bringing my lips to hers. She immediately recognized the significance of this event and was unable to hide the emotion from welling up in her eyes as I pressed my mouth on hers. Her hands latched onto the sides and back of my head for all they were worth as she relished in a kiss she might not see again in a very long time. Her moans and whimpers of gratitude viberated in my mouth, as our tongues pressed and danced with one another. As our kiss carried our souls to another realm, my cock began to find life again inside its new home. It wasn't long before I was sliding myself back and forth along the hungry interior of Bonnie's happy hole. I almost never made love to Bonnie as she'd generally get me too worked up and have me cumming too soon to really be tender and caring. This time was going to be different though. I wished I was in her pussy at interracial a handjob time like this, as the contrast of making love to her asshole seemed almost sacrilegious, blowjob but then again, this was Bonnie after all and the idea that her butthole was the only part about her worthy of making love to, seemed equally appropriate. I made passionate love to my Bonnie, even sliding us both onto the bed entirely, to make cock it feel 'right'. Like I knew she would, Bonnie appreciated this kind of connection with me more because it was a rarity, since she was mostly relegated to cumdumpster in most cases. Aside from getting me off too quickly to make love, I also used her in a cumdumpster capacity as a way to keep her in check, lest I feed her notion that she should be my tits Alpha sub. Perhaps I was just missing Melanie, but perhaps I really was in love with Bonnie, who knows, but I really wanted this moment. Audrey and Bonnie didn't have any expectations that I would immediately love them as I did Melanie or even as they did me, that's not how this worked. They loved me, because I was everything they desired in a man and I brought the two of them together. Subs are like dogs. They love their Owner unquestioningly, but the Owner, despite what the dog means to him, could never match the love and devotion the dog feels for the Owner. Like I've said before, when we look at dogs, we see animals we can love and set to purpose, but when dogs look at us, they see God himself. Bonnie loved me, no question, but while she did not expect me to love her back, not like I loved Melanie, I did love her. And here, in this moment, thinking about our family and connecting with Bonnie on this level, I felt love and I wanted to make love. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, even though I’d already cum once. “I don't know...” the girl said, biting her pussy-stained, lower lip. Joe tits popped it out like a pimple and put on a blowjob big bandaid. I squeeze my eyes shut since all I can see is some man’s hairy crotch as he thrusts in and out of my mouth but I squeal and moan trying to get someone’s attention. It won’t allow you to seek someone for those times. From the sides of the bed, shadows of hands suddenly appeared, reaching out and pinning Gabriel’s arms down so that he could not struggle. I started to wear blouse and petticoat. They then asked us what we thought about swapping partners……... Ukobach, an almost giddy look on his face pointed to me, "Kill him utterly!" "That's a great idea. That's thick" I said. Cathy again licked me clean. “Ooh, handjob I could use a massage, too. Does it feel good my little slut?" I couldn’t hold back anymore either. I haven’t a clue how many people out on the interracial street saw me. The perks of being in management were no time limits on lunch and a handsome compensation that fed into my newfound hobby. As the orgasms hit me I’d start doing what I normally do when I have a strong orgasm, shouting cock ‘yes, yes’ and my body spasms would be quite apparent. "It was great." They did not notice the door was opened. Tom resisted at first, but his daughter’s insistent tongue worked its way into his mouth, and then it wasn’t like any kiss he had ever experienced from her or anyone else. "Well, duh." The flow of orcs began to slow.