But there was a little voice inside me telling me that Jill would want more. The little voice said that she had come to visit me in hopes of getting f...cked, and that I should do everything within my power to accommodate her. Okay, maybe it was just my erotic, turned on, male ego and mind, and not an inner voice. In any case, I had an attractive lady lying on the bed in front of me, recovering from her second orgasm of the afternoon. I was close to cuming myself, but still very hard and erect.. A dresser sat on the opposite wall from the bed, next to the bedroom door. The accordion doors to the closet on the left wall were closed. A window was just over Angels left shoulder as she sat upright in the bed. There was a nightstand on both sides of the bed. The right wall was bare. A laundry basket with folded clothes sat in the corner. Angel was silent as she took in her surroundings. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed, standing up with a sigh. Where were her shoes? Her bag?. Would you like tofeel what Cathleen feels when she touches herself?... When she fondlesher breasts?... When she fingers herself?... When she comes?..." "Yes!"...Cathleen stepped out of the changing room in just her white silk robe.She looked at Kelly. "Are you sure that this will work?" Yes," Kelly replied. "But what part are you talking about? You knowthat the sensory transfer works first-hand." "I'm just not sure that John will want this." Would you like to watch for yourself to be. She then began to lick slowly at my titts, getting as much of her girly cum off her as she can. The sensation drove me crazy, I wanted a cock, no, NEEDED a cock, or anything, to set me off. With my legs still tied in the air, I bucked my hips into her gorgeous body, but to little or no avail. “I think this slut wants to cum,” taunted Cassie as she grabbed one of my titts. “What will you do to cum my little whore?” I thrashed my head in a nod, a loud moan escaped my lips, “Yeess, make me.