Get me ready for Bobby's big cock.” A pause and then, “Oh yes, that feels so good. Now give me a third. That's right baby, fuck me, fuck my ass ha...d with your fingers.” “Jeanne, you are definitely keeping my husband busy. Baby doll are you having fun?” It was a third woman's voice and I recognized it immediately. It was Ruth. David answered her, “Yes ma’am. I'm getting Ms. Jeanne ready for Mr. Bobby's cock. Oh and Mr. Michael is on the phone.” “Michael? Really?” “Yes ma’am. He's on the speaker. That wasn’t an easy accomplishment as he stood around six feet tall and I was merely five feet. As I hugged him tightly and said hello, I heard him chortle under his breath, saying he always did love petite women. It was a good thing, as I didn’t see me being able to grow taller any time soon. We piled his luggage into my car and headed to my place. Our highways startled my English guest. In many sections of them, we were driving in eight lanes. ‘Damn, Sarah, I don’t see how in this world you. I felt him twist his index finger into my hole, and plunge it all the way in, with one firm push. I yelped a little too loudly, and he slapped my ass sharply, grunting for me to shut up. He plopped my rolled up bath towel onto the table, and flipped it open, revealing the toys that I had brought to the party. I felt the thinner one pushing against my lips, and he f***ed it into my mouth, telling me to make it wet. His other hand felt around for my quivering hole, and I could feel greasy lube. She nodded, starting to empty her golden juice into the brunette's waiting mouth, who inturn swallowed as amuch as she could in greedy gulps. Rachel loved it, she had started to drink her own since she was 15.Karin giggled at Sarah's suggestion abd wrote it in big letters across the curvy girl's stomach, and when she noticed the other blond was peeing into Rachel's mouth she added as she spelled it out load. " Piss drinker!"This was getting her so fucking wet and horny, she couldn't wait to.