Both women were slim and probably shorter than I am but my eyes fixated on one feature for both.Their breasts.I have always been into breast play. I d...dn't even know it was a thing until Cory showed me a video one night in bed. Women with their breasts bound and teased with fingers, tongues, clamps or feathers. When we had sex that night visions of those videos filled my mind as he thrust into me. I never told him how much it excited me, but he could tell and found more videos. I hinted to him. Pats in the Purple and White tournament, three weeks ago?” Geoff half-way stated and asked.“Yeah, but playoffs are a different animal,” I replied as I shut the passenger door of Brad’s Silverado.“Too bad that game isn’t a little closer to here,” Brad added as he walked around the back of his truck.“Hopefully, the girls will win this game, and we can head on down to Strathroy in the morning for their semi-final and championship games,” I said with a smile.Sammy had music playing in the. I slowly slide my hands from her back inside her saree and moved it over her panties. Started to squeeze her butt. She started to like it when I played my hands on her butt over her panties. While she was sucking my cock, I told her in her ears “please stop it or else I may cum soon”. She slowly pulled the skin down and rolled her tongue gently over my cock head. I was rock hard by then. I asked her to lay on the berth and sat close to her.She lied on the berth holding me and then I slowly. It was for both of them a difficult time, to say the least; they were waiting for the opening and reading of a testament.The lawyer had summoned the two waiting ladies to read them the will of the late Mr. Martin Vandervoort. The ladies were Mrs. Charlene Vandervoort, his widow, nee Wainwright sole heiress and principal shareholder with almost seventy per cent of the stock, of the Wainwright industrial empire founded by her grandfather, and Ms. Margie Eaton in whose bed Mr. Vandervoort due to.