" What do you think he'd say to that?" I ... I think he'd say that over time the fear will disappear when I realise that we are never going to be apar... for long."Frances nodded. "Go on."Victoria looked blankly at her."About not being able to show him all your love," Frances prompted.Victoria pondered. "I don't know," she said eventually."I'll make a guess," said Frances. "He'll say 'That makes two of us'" Really?" Yes, darling. He was pretty piano at lunch yesterday but whenever we talked about. I caressed and licked and sucked her foot for a while, while Heather took her other leg and hooked it over the back of the sofa, giving me a wide-open view of her glistening pussy.As I licked her foot and sucked on her tiny toes, she began playing with her pussy. She started by pinching and tugging on her fat swollen lips, stretching them and then pulling them apart. She ran her middle finger of one hand around the inside of her pussy opening until she reached her clit.She moaned as her finger. I was soaked. There were no towels.“Wear that shit home to your Mom little man.” He said opening the door and walking out.I took off my shirt, cleaned off as much as I could and walked out of the booth.I tried to leave as quickly and quietly as possible, but on the way out the Man-b**st stopped me.“If you ever come back be prepared to pay up boy.” He said. “You know what the price is.”I bolted out the door and drove home as fast as I could and took a shower.I never went back there but I always. “God’s teeth, it’s so fucking hot and wet!” I groaned as Trish clenched my cock with a vise-like grip and extracted every drop of my jizz from my balls.“And tight, apparently, babe!” Juliette said before she ran her tongue from the crack of Trish’s ass to her mons Veneris.“Well, you’re definitely bi, aren’t you?” I teased Juliette just before Trish and she rose to make out with me ... and each other.“Yeah, I might have left out that detail ... why do you think that it works out so well with me.