“Oh yeah Katie, now you are getting the best of both worlds, my cock fucking your big tits and my cock just getting into your mouth.” Alan held my...head grinning, ‘I’m glad I saved Katie for the end of the day interview.’ Thomas was pumping his cock between my boobs faster and faster. He said, “I’m glad I called your office and you gave me the code word to stop by.” That phone call Alan took was bullshit. I really got suckered into this. Then Alan asked Dave if he was enjoying my pussy. Dave. I can get it if it would make everyone more comfortable." I'm sorry, please don't bother. Children, mind your manners. It's not polite to stare. But, it is a beautiful pattern, isn't it. Notice how the swirl pattern seems to draw your eyes away from her lovely breasts and up to her beautiful face. It has to have been done by a very skillful artist, don't you think?" Lesa's scolding was clearly pro forma. Her praise of Sara's display actually focused everyone's attention on the pert breasts and. My asshole spasmed about his dick. His cock thrust harder, the friction keeping alive the pleasure. Wave after wave of delight shot through me. I groaned, shuddering, my bowels clenching on his dick, milking him.“Cum in me, Thrak,” I hissed. “Flood my asshole.”“Yes, yes, yes,” moaned Thyrna. “Cum in her. Please her.”She licked again, flicking her tongue from my clit up through my pussy lips. I shuddered, a hard spasm wracking my body. My breasts shook, my pink nipples waving. They needed. As I mixed the pancake batter, I heard the clippers starting.I smiled.Poor little fucker, I thought. Everything was falling into place.Fucking duh, you know? I mean – fucking duh.Bacon was up and I was waiting to scramble when he padded into the kitchen, wet towel around his stupidly thin waist. And – I mean – he wasn’t thin in the waist, per se – he just looked that way, given his ass and his thighs and his bigfuckingthick upper body. Fuck.But his face – fuck fuck fuckity fuck his face.I.