Their touch sent warmth shooting down my shaft to my balls. They tensed with a load of cum. I groaned as they leaned in. Their breath washed over the ...ip of my cock.“What about Mom?” I asked.“Fuck her,” Sibylla whispered. “She made us think that you were terrible for being a boy. If she hadn't, well, we would have loved you earlier.”That was so hard to believe because of how they used to be such brats, but it had to be true. It wasn't like that tweet had made this happen or something. That’s. Kissing it and then sucking on it.I can feel my orgasms starting to get close so I pull you off of my cock and place your pussy above my face. Before I can lick your clit, you quickly roll over and take my pussy soaked cock into your mouth.“God, I love the taste of my pussy on your cock”I can’t answer that because I have my tongue deep into your pussy, tasting the same sweet juices as you are. Pulling my tongue out of you, I take your clit into my mouth, holding it between my lips, I start to. I wanted to screw her from the moment I saw her, but this was a bit more forthright that I expected. We had been working together on the training course all day and had just got to the hotel. Well, you have been eyeing me up all day, sizing me up, trying to look down my blouse, so why waste time?Hell she was definitely my type of woman.Well in that case, my room or yours? I askedYours she said firmly and headed to the elevator. We were on the top floor of the tallest building in town.Closing. Leave her on her own for a bit.”“She’s not as good as you though.”“Well, I have been there three years.”“When I say good, I mean pretty.”“How can you think she’s not pretty? She’s gorgeous.”“Only ‘cos she’s young and puts on all that make-up. You’re a natural beauty.”“Oh,,, err.. thank you. You don’t have to say that.” She shuffles, touches her face, flashes her band.“Your husband is a very lucky man. How long you been married?”“Oh,.. err…jeez,… seventeen years.”“So people.