Still with her back to him – deliberately – she poured his cup, turned, then sauntered to him. Rachael was amused to note the lack of eye contact...– his attention was fixed on her breasts and bare pelvis. ‘Sir’s coffee’ Giving him the cup, she took the tray, conveying it back to the dressing table. Returning again to the bed, she climbed onto it, kneeling astride his legs. ‘Now, is there anything else I can do for Sir?’ ‘Plenty,’ he gestured at her bare groin. ‘Isn’t there something you’ve. Although I had made no arrangements with Rachel, she was lying there in her birthday suit. Margaret was about to demand that I take her back, when Rachel asked, "I don't mind sharing, if you don't. Are you sure you want to go?"Margaret wasn't going to let a dare like that go. And just like that, I was involved in another threesome. Rachel suggested that I wait, let her first warm Margaret up. Margaret looked at me, I nodded.She climbed onto the bed with Rachel. Rachel lost no time in starting. They both nodded and came forward, laying down on the bed underneath Amys full breasts, each of then immediately claiming a breast to suckle on. Amy sighed lustfully as her boys latched onto her nipples at the same time, and quickly began emptying her breasts. As they drank her sweet milk, she noticed how her boys were holding onto their cocks, and even slowly stroking them from time to time. Amy smiled at the sight of her children, because she loved how comfortable they felt around her and. She licked me, just once, all the way from the bottom to the top, over the top, and back down on the other side. I had to stuff my fist in my mouth in order not to ruin everything by shooting a load into her neck. And she knew it. She looked up at me and smiled a wicked smile, one a female lead police movie character performs when she has finally tracked down the antagonist and is about to close the cuffs for the final time. It was the briefest moment of nothing, that, I was sure of that, would.