With each decent I drank in the aroma of drying cum, and as my anticipation of a second demonstration loomed, I slid my hand into my panties, reckless...y rubbing his still liquid semen onto my clit. I paced my self on both fronts settling into a stroking rhythm only periodically broken by luxurious kisses to his rock hard balls. Five minutes into my efforts the previously indifferent Nick was once again leaning back in his chair breathing audibly. As his breathing quickened so did mine, and I. He was sure it was more fun than sitting around the house or watching television. The problem was, he had no way of getting out of the house. Then he remembered Luthor’s fishing pole.“Daddy?” he said carefully. “How come you don’t take me fishing?”“Fishing?” said Harvey, his voice rising. “Why on earth would you want to go fishing?”“Well to catch fish, I guess,” said Nathan, bottling up the anger that was already building in his throat.Harvey laughed. “Why would you want to go to all that. " She cackled, slowly swayed her booty up the way. My hand went between those cheeks, and Lord I never wanted to let go. Magical evening.We kissed and fell asleep. When she awoke six hours later, it roused me awake. To my surprise, I had morning wood. Yvette turned on a bedside lamp, snuggled next to me, felt my erection with her stomach. "What you want to do, sugar?" Like she had to ask.I climbed aboard her curvy frame, guided my member into her blue-pearl pussy using my hips and dick as a. My back is getting tired from my load, my bottom and cock are still being punished, my tormentors are being urged on by everyone else, and I am not moaning any more - I am actually begging for more. The shoes belonging to the current feet have now replaced the fly swatter flogging my bottom. The cock grinder has come back for more - or is it someone else? I realise that I am immersed in three fetishes simultaneously. Glorious!I sneak a view of the audience. The ones standing at the back.