“Maybe two...”“Masturbation’s fun,” Haley said, “But it’s nothing like the real thing...”“Then it might kill me,” I admitted.“�...S what I thought, too. But I love your dad and I had to try with him ... I was right. I died. Still do, almost every time...”“Dad gets you off?”“Of course. Why?”“I listen to some girls talking about it and they don’t get off ... Not from the guy ... Not with him inside ... Fucking...”“That’s sad,” Haley said. “I’ve heard the same thing. I have different findings .... "Well, Ms. Lewis, does your chair recline?" "Yes," she answered, before she had it recline. Emma cheesed and got up on top of Ms. Lewis with her crotch towards her face. "Feel free to taste my snatch, Ms. Lewis it won't bite," she implored Ms. Lewis before coming towards her slit with me. "She told us to share, remember?" I kissed her and let her lick her pussy yet again. It was more difficult in that position, but it was still rather hot nonetheless. That time, we took turns roughly every. ”Trish smiled, “No, I haven’t, obviously, but that’s a pretty good description of how they might end up seeing me.” She gazed upwards and added, “And, I guess it’s quite accurate.” Trish shimmied her breasts at the two of us as she stood there nude.“How long are they staying?”“It sounded like a week.”“So, how can we help?”Trish looked at us and then at her silent phone as though the ‘right’ answer was in one place or the other. Finally, she said, “I just want us to keep on living the way we. So I added ‘You’ll be perfectly safe with me. I told your mom about it and she loved the idea.’ ‘Oh…mmmm…sounds ok. This Friday? ‘Yes’ I responded ‘Well ok, see you then’ And she hung up. I figured she would be reluctant, but I was still unsure about whether or not she would do it, so I was really glad that she did. Thursday night. Oh my God, Thursday Night. I stayed up hours trying to test the logistics and rehearse my game. I memorized what I would be saying and how to make sure things.