I get Succor.Mona turns her back on us as she undresses.“Where is the loincloth?” she asks.“In the bathroom. Be sure to go before yo... put it on.”says Anne.I look at Mona’s butt as she leaves the room.In a few minutes she comes out. She has medium sizedwhite breasts with small pink nipples. We go into thesmaller bedroom. The cross is on the floor. She lies onthe bed, face up, trembling. The bed creaks. Art goesinto the kitchen and puts on the gloves I have. Dawn smiled then looked down to where my hand was pressed to her boob, with a guilty start I moved my hand away from her body."Sorry." I muttered in embarrassment."No need to be." she smiled and reached out to take my hand.To my surprise and delight Dawn put my hand back on her boob, gently she squeezed my hand which made my hand squeeze her firm globe and my heart beat even faster. A few moments later Dawn moved her hand from mine, uncertainly I squeezed her boob on my own and she smiled, I. ‘Better than having a woman. What do you think Bob?’ ‘Much tighter and a woman doesn’t have what we have,’ I said, stroking his deflating organ. ‘This, to suck on. Did you know that Carol knows that we do this together?’ I asked. ‘What!’ he exclaimed, alarmed, coming up onto his elbow. ‘Did you tell her?’ ‘No. You did.’ ‘What!’ ‘Indirectly that is. After three years, Carol’s sex life has taken on a new turn. She starts getting sex from you three times a week. As it did with the previous. I was so excited I thought I was going to cum. Just them I noticed that the red light was on the extension phone. Quietly, I picked up the phone and listened. It was my mom, she was talking to my aunt Olivia who was calling from Orange County."So, is that slut daughter of mine putting out yet," my aunt Olivia enquired."Not yet, not even a blow job out of her so far," my mom replied."All you have to do is get her excited and she will put out, trust me," my aunt Olivia continued.The next night,.