"I'd like to hear her squeal again." And Jill?" As far as she can take it."I closed my eyes and thought about it. "I don't know, Sheri. If we go down ...hat road, their husbands might expect the same." I'll deal with it. I'm sure I can find ways to get their mind off of that." As if to prove her point, she slid off of my lap and took my cock in her mouth, then licked it casually, looking around at the rest of our play partners.I caressed her hair while she licked me, and waited to see the outcome. Her eyes are fixed on the young blonde girl as she pulls it back over her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor as well. Merily has nothing holding her underneath, which is perfectly fine with Penelope. The barmaid’s sassy breasts sit there in plain view, her nipples dark and tight. The woman loosens the brass button at her waist. Staring into the witch’s eyes, she slowly pushes her pants down over her hips and lets the drop around her ankles to join the rest of her gear.Wow... The two lock. The host was kind enough to offer the comfort of the lodging waiting room with a nice warm fire laid in the brickworks with kettles boiling for tea around the clock.Mary Knockers came in with her constant shadow Meg and accosted me to buy her a drink and one for her friend as well. I was fair annoyed at the inconvenience but she was a nice piece and was apparently at odds for companionship so I granted her request with a nod to the innkeeper. I didn't object when the catlike Meg started to rub. "Oooooh," she said, "That feels so nice. It tickles but it feels so nice...mmmmmm...I love it." I slipped her shoe off and kissed the bottom of Wendy's foot. The smell of her sweaty foot was stronger now and I inhaled her scent deeply like sniffing a fine imported wine. Her stocking clung to her sweaty foot and I pulled it away from her skin with my lips. "Oh yeah, wow that tickles," she said, " Normally I can't stand it when someone tickles or even touches my feet," she sighed, "But this feel.