..''him taking a second to look at me''hi how are you? Im from Bell do you have internet we have a promotion going on...''he was looking at me like he...was thinking , observing me''yes i do wanna cum inside?''''oh yes i want to cum inside''he closed the door''here sit down i have a beer for you''''oh thanks, you are a very cute girl , you live alone?''''thanks you. yes i do ''walking back to him with a beerbzzzzzzzz the sound of my plug buzz loud and clear as i give him the beer''something is. Spasm after spasm of his body ejected the thick cum in heavy ropes. His whole body savoured the sweet release. With a final grunt from behind the leather, he was spent, and he slumped so slightly.With a shared wink to her guest, Vicki lifted the plate from between his thighs. Her expert hand had guided the thick cum into rows on the open sandwich. It stood out wonderfully on the slices of roast beef. The woman, wet again from his performance, had to slap her hand over her mouth to keep. Tom then did what he thought was the only sensible thing to do when presented with such a fortuitous set of circumstances. He stuck his tongue out and began to lick Jill Williams’ wet pussy lips hiding under all that black fur.No sooner had Tom started to lick Jill’s juicy box than he felt a set of hands pressing his head down even harder onto that gorgeous equipment. Those hands belonged to Jill herself and she was begging Tom to not stop whatever it was he was doing down there - so of course. "We want Melville so angry he can't think straight. We'll manipulate his compulsions for neatness and control until smoke starts shooting out of his ears."Sara laughed gaily. "I see what you mean. Let's do it!" Uh-uh," Dad said. "Your job is to advise us and take care of Donna. The rest of us will handle whatever needs to be done."Sara pouted, and her pout was more than half serious. "Spoilsport." The makeup artist can do his magic on Sara, too, Dad," I said. My father was getting as protective.