Ladies, remember your instructions.”The lights on the cameras snapped on and they were aimed at Barb, making her a bit nervous. There was an awkward...pause and then another knock at the door. When she looked up, she saw the cue card with her lines.“OK my sweet girls, now mama is going to show you how to please a man, or should I say MEN.” She tried to say as wantonly as possible without being a caricature.Then she got up off the bed and walked to the door. When she opened it, she saw four young. Back then we looked very much alike and acted nothing alike. He was the one who was more conservitive, studied hard, loved money, was involved in some groups, such as Chess, Theology study, and he went to church often. I on the other hand. was more of the artsy type. I always wore black and a lot of my time was spent alone painting, drawing, art was my only release for expression. Not much has changed for me, I am still very much like that. Even though we were different, we got along better. I tried to hold and my both hands were almost touching her both boobs partially. She was not able to walk properly she got cramp in her thighs.I hold her on her hip with one hand and took her one hand around my neck to assist her in walking to other room where she used to sleep. She was not able to use her 1 leg walking only with 1 leg with my help I was holding her hip and her 1 boob was pressing against my chest. My cock was becoming harder and harder. She also felt the situation but no other. I-I'm going to cum in another minute." No, no, not with Hans!" Angela wailed. "He's my dog... he belongs to me!" Then why are you so selfish?" Sylvia asked, turning her head once more to look at her blonde neighbor. "Even if you don't care about me, what about Hans? Don't you want him to cum too?" She gasped as the wonderful tongue below stabbed hotly up into her streaming pussy, and then turned her attention back to the huge fleshy dog-cock that throbbed between her fingers like some powerful.