"Now just relax Jan," she cooed; and began making small circles with the tip of the plug on my asshole. Increasing the pressure ass she rotated the pl...g, my ass began to accept the tip.Then, she stopped making the circles and slowly pushed the plug into my butt. I cried out as the widest part passed the threshold and my ass closed down around the narrower stem. It was in, and I watched as Molly opened the valve on the hose, letting the first gush of two full quarts of warm water start to flow. “That’s years away, Michael. Keep track of who sings what, there is always new music coming along. Don’t worry, be happy!”That song just popped into my head, darn him!One of the musical songbooks we got was from the movie, COCKTAIL, which featured that very song, so I found it and sat down, to see if it looked easy enough to learn.With it in my head, I set a rhythm near as I could figure out, then I changed the keyboard to half marimba and half piano starting to play and sing, while it all was. ”“She’s quite the little squirter, isn’t she?” Julie inquired, looking at me.“I have no idea.” I replied, truthfully.Michelle looked at both of us quizzically, “Squirter?”“You really don’t know?” Julie looked back and forth between us.I shook my head. “No clue, we really haven’t gotten that far yet.”“Oh my. I didn’t know.” Julie stood up next to Michelle and hugged her. “I’m sorry. I assumed the old pervert had been with you for quite a while. I had no idea you were new to him. I am. Delicious parts.Then, she felt a pair of hands on her butt, bringing it down. She stopped for a second to look behind her.Grace Mills was lying on the floor, and she pulling Lucy's wet pussy closer to her mouth.Lucy didn't resist.And, in a few seconds, she enjoyed Grace's tongue licking her pussy.Oh, this was wonderful!Mick had nothing to complain:"Oh, mom, I love your ass!" Fuck it, son, fuck it, good, because you two... Your cock, her tongue, oh, yes, you're making me feel so good..."This was.