"You have your wife to thank for this, Mr. Newman. She planned this last week. She knew Chris and I would be more than happy to pleasure you," he says...and begins to suck me again. I look over at Chris eating my wife's pussy. He grabs the vibrator and holds it on her clit. He then grabs the black dildo and shoves it in her ass. He thrusts it in and out of her."Don't worry, Mr. Newman, Chris will take excellent care of your wife, and I'll take excellent care of you. Would you like to fuck me. ” “The ouzo, huh?” Her eyes widened uncomprehendingly. “Or maybe the lettuce?” She seemed not to understand the questions. “What are these things you are talking about?” she inquired shyly. “That’s what I ate and drank this evening.” “Oh, I can’t tell you the exact formula, I’m not allowed.” I fell silent. “Do you want to touch me?” she asked in an innocent manner. “To touch you? But you are a dream.” “As I already told you, I’m not an ordinary dream.” I reached out, then touched her. It was slow going at first, but I managed to slip all nine inches inside her and slowly slid it back out as we worked up to a nice long fuck.One of her younger sisters, who happened to be eleven and already needed an a-cup bra, came looking for her sister. I was surprised at how pretty she was, and it was clear she hit puberty. Her sister never saw her, but I did. When the younger girl pulled down her pants and panties to point to her pussy and my dick, I shook my head no. I held up ten fingers. She wanted it so badly, but was still struggling with her undeniable urges.Tiffany gave Timmy a gentle shove and his cock-head brushed Miss Mallory’s lips. Tiffany grabbed it and wiped Jimmy’s dick back and forth on her lips, trying to push it in. Miss Mallory smelled Jimmy’s sex and his sweet, fresh, odor. She gazed longingly at his pink cock-head and his hairless, cum-filled, swollen nut sack. Miss Mallory sniffed and her eyes grew damp. She acted as if she was going to cry, and she was, but.