“All right, I’m that word. Now, what’s your name? Greg? Would you do me the favor...” He paused for a long moment, unable to continue with his...request. “Ask him nicely dear!” Cynthia volunteered. “Ask him to be your fluffer.” “Why can’t you do it, you little slut?” he questioned, although he already knew the answer. “You know why, dear. You’re a little bit too big for my little mouth. Go ahead. Just ask him. Be polite. I’m sure he’ll want to help.” “Too big?” thought Greg. “She said he was. There was a momentary pause and he typed back, 'Store room', I typed back 'OK', 'When'?A few moments later he typed back, when your pussy is wet enough for my cock, get up come over and tell me 'Store room now', 'Go in and wait for me, skirt high and bent over the desk'.The whole thing as daft as it was, kind of struck a chord, it was just another fuck to me, besides I think I needed one, so why not with old Sven, so I got up and went across to him, 'You ready Sven', I asked in an even tone,. I felt every drop he shot into me. Baby, will you do me a big favor, she asked? Sure honey, anything. I am still very horny and I want to fuck your face. I scoot down on the bed, still on my back. I look up at her and say, you can fuck daddies face anytime. She rolls over on top of me and her pussy is even with my chest. Slowly she starts to slide up my body leaving a trail of my son's cum as she does. She lifts her body up and I am looking rite at her wet pussy. Don't move baby, let me do what. Feeling him go soft inside her, she leaned back on a console and forced his head between her legs.Lost in the incredible sensation of Miller's rotund body, Johnson arched his back and came spurting his come deep into her pussy. Feeling Miller still contracting around his cock with her second orgasm, Johnson looked over to see Estaria slurp his cum out of his lover as she finally groaned, coming on Estaria's face.Suddenly Johnson heard his radio, "Lieutenant Johnson, Lieutenant Johnson, please.