“Who the fuck do you think you are? My boss?”“In time, Doug, I will be your boss, in time you will lose that attitude.”“Fuck you slut. If i... wasn’t for Jay over there, you would be serving burgers at a fast food joint.”Tiff kept her composure. “Doug, ante up. Finish what you started.”We all heard the gasp and looked over by the couch. Jamal had Greta bent over it and had just entered her from behind. His balls were now rhythmically slapping against Gretta's ass as he thrust his cock up her. I reached around her closest leg and slipped my hand up to her pussy, then I slipped two of my fingers into her. She accepted them easily so I added a third finger, which she also accepted.Abigail removed her mouth from my cock and said, “If you are trying to determine its size, my ex-husband used to fuck me with his beer bottles every Saturday.” Then she went back to sucking my cock. Shortly that closest leg lifted, swung over my head, and landed next to my other arm. Then she lowered her. She undid the button and slowly undid the flies, looking up at me as she did. She pulled down my shorts and then my boxers. My cock fell in front of her, it was larger than most kids and Natasha looked a little surprised but she quickly recovered he seductive air. She gently kissed the end of my cock. Then put it in her mouth. She slid my cock right into her mouth, and moved her head back and forth all the way until I thought she’d choke on it. Natasha was stroking the bit of shaft nearest to. When I reached there, maami opened the door. She was wearing a black pajama and a (very tight) t-shirt. In that tight t-shirt, her boobs were even looking bigger than usual. As I bent down to touch her feet, she suddenly stopped me.Maami:- (jokingly) Lucky, touching feet is too old-fashioned, and she held my hands and put them on her boobs. I was quite shocked and took my hands off her boobs as the door was open. Then I went inside and closed the door and found out that maami is alone at home.