"You need to get my dick wet, because I'm going to fuck all three of you tonight." Amelia's eyes lit up and she impaled her mouth on his cock, his sha...t going down her throat. Jeff moaned as his cousin's head bobbed up and down on his rigid shaft, his dick becoming slick with her saliva. Amelia moaned as she slid her tongue over his cock, then she ran it over his dickhead, causing Jeff to shudder in pleasure. "Get on the couch, now", Jeff said, standing up.Amelia got on the couch, on her knees,. " It took a second or six...He burst into laughter, "'Don't take any wooden nickels, ' you have no idea how many times I was told that during the war ... but to have combined it with 'A round tuit?' Genius! Where ever did you get this?" From my dad ... he got it at the Buffalo Nickel Saloon in Oklahoma City. Dad said the owner had a big glass fishbowl full of them." Smythe tried to give it back. "No. No. Keep it, I have more. Daddy took his change in them."He slipped it in his pocket, still. "What are you doing?"Emily leaned over and cupped Sophie's chin, beaming from ear to ear. She planed a kiss on her mouth, long and sensuous and slow, making sure Greg saw her tongue sliding into his girlfriend's lips. Sophie returned it happily.They turned on Greg.Sophie got up and sashayed around the table to him, Emily mirroring her movement from the other direction. Sophie traced a fingernail from his chin down the side of his neck, tugging at the collar of his tee shirt."You going to call. " She breathed back, leaning forward to peck gently. Then again. "Kiss me back..."The temptation was incredible. Sandy took in Kelly's soft lips, her blue eyes, the soft shades of makeup which transformed her into the ravishing seductress. Kelly was here; she wanted Sandy, or at least the facade that she was portraying. The heat of the day, the frustration of the previous night and the last vestiges of alcohol all conspired to drive the rational objections out of her mind.Sandy leaned forward,.