B. Hutto was warming up. ‘What the hell is that?’ I asked him. I’d expected some cheap watch or something. ‘It’s a love charm, man. An hones...-to-God mojo, just like in the songs.’ he said, enjoying my surprise. ‘Put all the women at your command. It’s the real thing, man.’ ‘What are you talking about?’ He held the box up for me to see, and I realized that it was a little tiny frog. Dead. Mummified, from the looks of it, all dried out. It was in an odd position, frozen like it had been climbing. I started to cum and must have shot a gallon of cum up her pussy. When I finished cumming she slid off and started sucking my cock. She flipped around so I could lick her cum filled pussy at the same time. The combination of her and my juices made me hard again and she kept sucking and swallowing me until I started to cum again. I spurted several times because she had to swallow 3 times. Afterwards I started to soft and she leaned up and told me how good my juices were. All this time my. I’m masturbating. Is that a crime?”“No. It’s a beautiful thing. I wish your mother would do the same. I’m so sex deprived. Your mother hasn’t fucked me in a long time. She should take lessons from you. You could show her some of your tricks.”The funny part was Annie didn’t stop masturbating while her stepfather was in her room. She even pushed more of her hand into her pussy. She listened to everything he said and started moaning from the pleasure she was giving herself.“Jesus! Annie,. He was rock hard, watching them in the beautiful, clear water, kissing.They rarely slept, every night, all night, the two women were cumming over and over again on Fat Rob’s black fuck pole.Their last night in the Bahamas, a sweaty, exhausted Kelly, collapsed on to the bed. Fat Rob was behind her, dripping his own sweat on to her.Torrie wasn’t there. An employee of the resort interrupted their three-way earlier in the evening. Fat Rob ordered Torrie to take the employee out on a nice evening.