"I would have responded but Tiffany was on her way back, her brow furrowed with confusion. I quickly faked a yawn and reestablished the connection to ...er lust aura, slowly ramping it up to a low hum as she approached."Maybe we should change the subject." She said sitting back down."Why?" asked Samantha, "I don't mind talking about what a great cocksman Jake is." I increased the energy until her pussy pulsed with a dull throb of need. She struggled to think of something to say that would end the. The novelty wore off fast. I pulled out of her oral cavity and indicated that I was done and that she was free to continue her work. Then I turned to the other one who was staring wide-eyed at my love-muscle. She was maybe twenty, beautiful and petite (French for 'small with big brown eyes and long dark hair'). She had been polishing the mirrors in the back and was still half turned away from me. I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me. She started jabbering away in that incomprehensible. As he sucked and as Lois rode him on her own, all he could think about was how a bundle of notes had turned his mother on to him, how that was all it took.Lois gasped as Chris bit down on her nipple. While she wasn’t lactating, that didn’t stop him from sucking. His hand grabbed her other breast to grope and fondle. It felt so smooth in his grasp. He felt the small nubbin under his fingers as he rotated his wrist and gave it a gentle twist and tug. “Oh God, keep going,” Lois groaned. “Faster. The last dog had a big dick and he had given it to her rough. She felt the swollenness that was there every day. The lube from the sleeve he used was still there too. "Put some spit on it sister. Wet your fingers."She shot him a glance and he caught it.Whispering loud enough for her to hear, he said, "Don't look at me woman. Watch-Your-Fingers."Avoiding her eyes, he looked at the fingers in her mouth. She worked at it unenthused."Get it wet! Lick between your fingers. Soak the palm and.