I made the decision on the spot to arrange things to allow Bill and others a way to masturbate while online and knew that I could make even more money...doing it.So I said, “Okay, Bill, I’ve got to see if you and your friends will really masturbate in here. For now, I’ll move one of the tables and three chairs into the spare bedroom that doesn’t have any furniture yet, and then I’ll order two more tables and six chairs to replace the table in the main room, and add another one in the bedroom.. She slowly licks from the base up to the tip. Brock moves her hair out of the way so that he is able to see all of her pretty face while her pink tongue slowly trails around the very end of his shaft. She slips it into her mouth, and he is instantly engulfed by warm moistness. He moans at the feeling of those luscious and pouty lips slide down his length, taking it all in her mouth. She holds his entire member in her mouth, her nose buried in his groin.Brock can hear her breathing through her. ‘She fancies you, you know. She doesn’t know about us, but she keeps saying that I should fuck you. If only she knew!’ I told her that I had kind of guessed that Lana was interested, but I didn’t want to upset her (Azma) by taking it further. She said it was OK, she was married, she didn’t mind who else I fucked because we were never likely to become a permanent item, so why should she be jealous? As long as she could fuck me when she wanted, I could do what I liked. She went on to tell. We reached Josh’s car out of breath. Fortunately, he had a spare set of keys hidden behind the back license plate. We all piled in. Sonja pulled out her cellphone. Where the fuck had she hidden that? She placed a quick call and hung up. We had gotten maybe six blocks when we heard the siren. Then we saw the lights. Oh, shit. Josh pulled over. “License and registration please,” said the officer. He looked to be about our age, so maybe he’d give us a break. No luck. “We’ve had a report of drunk.