” She disconnected the call.As soon as he took the cell phone from his ear, Linda threw her arms around his neck and sobbed into his chest. “Kyle ... am so sorry. I told Bubbles that she was better at this stuff than me, but she insisted that you had to know tonight, and she couldn’t be here to tell you. Please forgive me.”“Okay,” said Kyle, “start at the beginning. Who were my proxies if they weren’t the women in there?” He pointed to the meeting room.“That’s easy,” Linda said. “They were all. Mo was loving my cock now. It was stiff as it ever got and she was stroking, licking, sucking and kissing, singing to it like it was her new puppy. I felt as if she were not giving me pleasure, but taking it, pleasuring herself more than me."Come in my mouth, if you want." Mo's voice soft and inviting."I'm not close at all." I smiled at her. "Come lay on top of me for a bit."Mo pulled her rubber clad finger out of my butt hole and backhanded the condom into our trash bag. She sat back on her. Elsa and I danced to some sexy music she had playing from Pandora, but then she had me dance with Cindy. Soon we were in the same kind of kisses that I’d been in with Elsa. Elsa nodded and obviously encouraged me. I kept expecting the bubble to burst, and the scene to become a nightmare instead of the fabulous dream it was turning out to be.Suddenly I had two nearly naked full-breasted nymphs kissing me, and then I was naked, and then a lot of sex took place – A LOT. By the end of the evening,. She never gets mad. She was mad then though, because this crusty old bitch was attacking her motherhood." Wow," Amy said."The press did come sniffing around a bit after that, but dad's got friends in the media, and he makes sure no one ever makes a dime off of any pictures or negative stories about us, so even the freelance reporters don't bother with us. For the most part, as far as the tabloid media is concerned, we don't even exist." But what if you like, showed up drunk at school or.