Eventually George cums on Joys bare breasts, it is a very watety runny cum, with alnost no substance in it. He then tells Jodie "Lick the cum from ...oys tits, then you both better get ready for school and work" Jodie Replys, sure, and she goes over to joy and licks, sucks, cleans her titties of the watery Fluid I follow Jodie into her room and say "Jodie beanbag" she enters the relaxed trance meditative state as before, Me: you will not notice the George's cum is watery and contains very. “If we could get Heather onside with him fucking us...” I suggested.“Oh! But yes I suppose. And us being lez together.”“Then we wouldn’t mind would we? Her being around. Now we’ve done him he’s not going to stop is he? We don’t need him all day anyway. Just two or three hours.”“No, after that, we know he’s not going to turn us down pretty much ever.”“He really couldn’t stop,” I had to grin.“Could we seriously ask her? What would we say? And what would she say?”“Let’s just go and see. She lives. The combination of the two had great potential, but nothing like what I discovered when I got up to our bedroom! I walked in to find my wife and all four of the neighbor wives waiting for me. They were all dressed up quite fancy, as if they were going out for the evening. Without preamble, my wife asked me, "Van, do you trust me?" Puzzled, I replied, "Of course I do, dear. Why do you ask?" Nodding toward the others, she replied, "I told them about Vanna." My knees went weak. As open as. She asked him if he liked the view. Frank replied that it was the finest he had seen. Joan smiled again and asked him if there was something else that happened, as she looked down to see the slight bulge in his pants. Frank had to admit that it had excited him.“So do you look up women’s skirts for a living?” Joan asked. “Well this is only the second time, normally I am a freelance photographer.” Frank found out that Joan also had an interest in photography so he invited her back to his studio.