’ Natalie glared at Hong while Christina looked thoughtful. ‘Uh oh, Natalie. Do you think he’s growing tired of you?’ She looked pointedly at ...he bulge in my jeans that was still present and obvious. ‘Nope, I think you’re safe for a while!’ Hong whispered something in Christina’s ear. ‘Yes, but do you think they’ll go for it?’ Hong grabbed Christina’s hand and pulled her out the door. ‘We’ll be right back,’ she called cheerfully at us. Natalie was still on my lap, though she was no longer. As she was coming down from her orgasm, I lapped up her pussy juice. "Son, that was amazing! You have no idea how bad I needed that. But your still hard. Come here and let mom take care of that." I sat on the coach as mom straddled me. She rubbed the tip of my cock, along her slit. "I see you take after your dad...in fact, I'd say you're dick is bigger." She then inserted my six inch, uncut cock in her love tunnel. God, it was so wet! I knew I wouldn't last long. She was so tight too, since she. We had wine, joked and laughed. He teased me about enjoying wearing the sexy clothes, and I teased him about his clients may not able to carry on business if I gave them big hard-on. It felt so comfortable about talking about his clients and both of knowing I would be dating some of them. On Sunday, while I showered, I got an impulse to shave my pussy leaving a small short strip of hair just above it. It was something James had asked me to do a number of years ago, but I was to. “Is this necessary?”“Yep. Now put it on and I’ll help you downstairs.” Reluctantly, he put on the blindfold.The girls got really quiet when I led him into the den. I sat him on a bar stool. “Put your hands behind your back. If you promise to keep them there, we won’t tie them. Okay?”When he agreed, I explained the rules: “You aren’t allowed to talk. You can only answer a question if you are asked. Understand?”“Good, now this is a kissing contest. The girls have drawn numbers from a hat,.