Feeling relief that he smelled clean, and was not some dirty, smelly tramp, I pulled back on the foreskin, his head popped up, shiny and pink, and I t...rned his cock head into a lollipop, my tongue flicking and licking at his cock head. He let out a growl of pleasure as I started to lick at his shaft, using my tongue to paint designs on it. ‘Yeah, nice baby, real nice.’ My outrage was quickly fading. What the hell, I had basically been f***ed to service him, and I was starting to enjoy it? This. Mrs. Jessica takes a moment to pull her thick black wavy hair into a ponytail, a wicked smile now appears on her face. "How does it feel to be our little test subject?" Mrs. Jessica asks. You are confused as you watch Mrs. Jessica begin to take off her jacket, presenting two massive bulges, protruding from under her black dress shirt. "We've been watching you for a while." Mrs. Jessica explains as she walks behind Brittany. "We noticed your fascination with Rita and well-endowed women. So. My big sister is a sexy woman and l said my voice hoarse. What are you saying Vicky? I am your sister not your girlfriend stop it don’t touch me! Didi, I love you as a woman and as a sister you deserve better man than Ritesh. I want to be your man, your brother, your lover! l replied it’s just now that I realized for the first time how beautiful and sexy you really are. My hand cupped her almost-bare breast. The skin of her firm globe was silken and warm. I squeezed it gently. Bhaiya no didi. Oh yes . . . I almost forgot, I made you a pitcher of rum punch. Don't tell anyone Carly. I knew this was one of Mark's favorite beverages and I think you will enjoy it as well. Something new to try. "Thanks Daddy. I will try my best and do exactly what he asks of me today." Both men enjoyed her comment, especially taken in the literal sense. When they arrived downstairs there was a large pitcher of punch and two glasses. Carly poured them both full glasses. After sipping it, she commented:.