The door opened, a girl this time, carrying the tray with two bottles, and four glasses. I lay on the bed, legs spread, his cum oozing from my smooth ...nd open cunt. She smiled, professional, she didn’t miss a beat, until she saw his cock. The tray swayed, how she recovered and didn’t drop a thing, I don’t know………….“You mean you just lay there naked?” Linda asked.I nodded.“Fucking hell, and him as well?”I nodded again, “And his cock was hard again!”“Jesus fucking Christ,” Linda gasped. “You. Everybody should have a mom like Sarah Gabriel.It was after 11 p.m. when the two of us rolled up in Peggy’s car to my forlorn-looking low-rise apartment. When I unlocked the door, Peggy said what she must have been thinking earlier when she and Tad had first seen the place. “God, what a dump!”“Hey, don’t hold back,” I said. “If you don’t like the place, just speak up!”“I know they don’t pay you guys much,” Peggy said, “but surely you could do better than this.”“Hey, it’s clean -- kinda. Boring?. Above the slavishly kneeling girl came a masculine moan of pleasure. Susan smiled, knowing that Melinda's expert lips were getting to her brother. She glanced up to see the expression on Phil's face.Susan gasped.It wasn't Phil feeding his dick into Melinda's mouth. It was Jace--her own husband!She stared in disbelief. Jace-Melinda? Brother and sister? Melinda giving her husband head! Jace's sister providing him a blow job? The model Charolette and Jace, Jace and Melinda.Her brain might have. Satisfied with the water and with his hands on her hips, Jill turns to face Chance, smiling before playfully spitting a mouthful of water in his face. “Oh no, you didn’t,” he says with a laugh, pulling her close, his face in her neck.The water cascades and the icing begins to wash away. “We can’t be in here forever,” Jill warns when she feels his lips on her skin.“It won’t be long,” he whispers and then his kisses descend, crossing her chest to take a nipple in his mouth.“It better not be,” she.