I sometimes still had my hand around my cock as I normally took my usual position sitting on a chair at the foot of the bed. We would chat about near ...nything, sometimes sexual centered around Monica or other non sexual topics. some talk was how much James loved my wife's pussy, dark lips and nice and pink inside or how much cum he just blustered into her or she's a perfect 10 and a great fuck and a great cock sucker. Second rounds usually started in 2 ways, James would pull Monica down the. “What?” I asked.She raised her body enough to look at me, never missing a stroke. “You heard me. Do you like my pussy better than J’s?” she asked again.I didn’t answer right away, and she kept the same slow pace. “Yes, I do,” I finally answered.“I know I’m not as tight,” she said, looking away as if she had suddenly gotten shy.“No, but you’re close. Especially this morning, for some reason, and I don’t know how to explain it, but you do feel better,” I told her.“Try.”“Try what?”“Try to. Stu's cock ground up into her tightness like a battering ram, eased only by the pussyjuice leaking from inside her hungrily clasping pussy.Her son's cock slammed up into her horny cunt until she thought she would faint from the intense pleasure that shot through her entire body."Ohhhhhhh, yessssss!" she cried out, and her body shook from the trembling spasms of pure lust that spread through her like rolling tidal waves."Aaaarrrggghhhh!" Stu moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt. During their meal they talk about school, interests and all the other things one would while eating a meal together for the first time. Emma could care less about desires, wants and goals of the other two women. Her only interests lie in either the physical aspects of them or the beneficial knowledge to be gained.During the entire meal Emma couldn’t resist slipping a thin black tendril across the distance between her and Casey. She transforms the tendril into the shape of a foot and slips it.