I fell into sleep soon and waked up a few times with dreams that she was blowing Alan in shower and she was riding crazily on top of him in our sofabe... then realized she was sleeping sweetly besides me.Giving Alan a ride to airport, I was thinking to ask him to change flight and stay a few more nights, then most likely it would happen that he could have unloaded years of cum inside her tight pussy which was exclusively mine, and I would love to make him and her very happy. But I was too timid. “How do I look” he asked hoping for some reassurance from her. “You’re missing something” you’re missing something she said as she tossed the wig to him. “But…”“But what, you wanted to do this, now be a good girl and put it on for me”.He did not want to put up a fight so he pulled the wig on, and turned toward the mirror. The red hair of the wig fell down around his “tits” and framed his face pretty well. As he admired himself in the mirror she walked over to him and came into the mirror. I immediately bowed my head again and sucked her clean.My cock was tenting my boxer shorts, and I pulled it through the fly to take some of the pressure off. She picked up the milk glass and held it against the upper swell of her breast. She tilted it slightly, and a wave of white washed down toward my mouth. I licked her breast as best I could, some of the milk dripping down to her thigh. I laved her tit, sucked it as if it was the source of the milk, and brushed her thigh with my hands to. "Gail stroked her pussy with one hand. Her other hand was buried in Tiff's cunt. Tiff's eyes were half closed as she savored the feel of Gail's fingers. Tiff was performing her regular tit massage and pull, still hoping that her boobs would magically grow into melons overnight.Sally had another tampon string hanging from her cunt. At least I hoped it was a new one.Jacqui and Jane briefly glanced at the three newcomers and then went back to their own private party."Martha," I said, "this is.