When she finally was over him, she laid her pussy down on his cock to just rub it, transferring some of her wetness to his shaft. Go ahead, I know you...want to. Rub them, squeeze them, she told him, looking down between his face and her tits dangling in front of them. He didnt need telling twice as both hands came up to feel her breasts. As his thumbs brushed over her nipples she moaned a little, eliciting a twitch from his cock. He rubbed her breasts and started squeezing. More moans escaped. I slid in to piston her eager pussy while the others kissed and caressed her tits, till in due course a joyful, jerking cum seemed to do the trick for her.The next step was for them to raid Leah’s extensive stocks of makeup, perfume and clothing; having fun, egging each other on, stroking and giggling as they clustered nudely together, while I lay on the bed recovering and texting home like some miscreant teen.“The trick is to do our faces with just one thing,” Leah advised, “not everything.. "Where's a mirror?" Corey asked her desperately, then before sheanswered, he noticed one hanging on the living room wall and ran to it.Auntie Em was right, he saw immediately. The reflection looking back athim was hers. "What happened?" he asked confused. His aunt shook head, then said "I don't know. When I got up, Icame in here and saw you sleeping on the couch like this." She smiledfaintly and Corey realized that she was amused by what was happening tohim. She was quiet for a moment. Al left the woods and started jogging down the road toward a motel located three miles away. The detective was tired and looking forward to a decent 8 hours of sleep in a real bed. Less then an hour later he arrived at the 3rd class joint called The Sunset Motel. The owner looked much like the place did, old and run down. 'Well, beggars can't be choosy', Al told himself as he walked in. "I need a room - one that's quiet and away from the traffic," Al told the owner/manager."I'll give you number.