Your hips gently fuck my face as I moan and drink your spurting precum.I take your cock head out of my mouth and angle my head so that when you pump y...ur hips, my sucking mouth goes up and down your shaft. It doesn’t take long before your sticky precum has coated my face. You let out steady moans, loving the feel. Soon you have to stop everything in your body telling you to take more. You leave me suddenly and walk around the table. Your hand smacks down on my ass hard. You take your big cock. Jesus! What in the hell! My mind is racing. Claire pretends she's watching the game, but wiggles in my lap every once in a while as my cock grows. I try to fight it. She has to feel it. I'm super confused! She keeps drinking her coffee and then I can feel a little dampness. Is that her warm pussy or my precum? I can hear that her breath is getting shallow. She self consciously raises a hand to her chest. It is her getting wet! She starts to grind her pud against my shaft, tensing a little each. Charlie had started breathing a little easier and was looking pretty embarrassed. She glanced around at Lilly and the girls and then back at me."Who are your friends?" she asked me."Girls, this is Charlene Van Luten... my... uhmm, I guess ex-sister in law is the official title. Charlie, these are my girls. This is Izzy, and this is Peggy and the mother hen sitting next to you is Lilly." Your girls?" she asked mischievously.I filled my lungs and sighed heavily. "My wives, Charlie. They're my. “Really,” Boris replied, “So why wait until now after we spend over two million Euros on a state wedding service before you decide it’s not right?” he asked.“I just can’t marry you, ok? surely you can claim on the insurance?” she asked somewhat naively.“What insurance,” he queried, “Anyway we are on prime time TV in twenty seven different countries, and we have to be through before the world cup qualifiers start so pull yourself together and say ‘Yes!” “No!” she repeated.“Sire,” Heinrich the.