Finally he pulled me off the bed and onto my knees putting his throbbing cock right it my face. He told me, ‘spit on it’. So I did, he stroked and...stroked with one hand on the back of my head he gently pushed into my wet mouth. I couldn’t take it all but i swallowed what I could. He was loud, moaning and groaning i knew his buddies could hear but I didn’t care. I sucked and sucked. I knew I loved it and almost as quickly as he entered me I wanted to see him shoot a load like I did. I pulled off. . . I did not know the code either!Finally, I managed to get the number (+1) would you believe! I started the number off and left Tania to carry on with her dialing, her smile told me that she had been connected.“Hello, 60! Tania Williams . . . yes I’m fine . . . can you let mummy know . . . His name’s John . . . no I don’t . . . he’s with me now . . . okay!” She handed the phone to me, “Can you talk to them.”“Hello, can I help you?” It was a stupid thing to say but I did not know how else to. “Why would you want a painting of me when you can have the original?” I asked her with a broad grin.She laughed, and our lips met, hers tasting of apricot jam, “Because, then I can have my cake and eat it, dummy.” She wriggled in my lap and smiled when she felt me respond.“You are a wicked woman,” I said, “Don’t start something you’re not willing to follow through with.”“Who says I’m not willing to follow through?” Zoe murmured as she wriggled again.She turned to face me, sitting astride my. Jim continued to massage down Joanne’s back and then started to massage her legs with the hot oil. He massaged her legs and feet, paying attention to the soles of her feet and her toes. Jim then proceeded to pour oil on Joanne’s tight ass and rub the oil all over. Joanne’s hips were writhing all over and her moan were getting loader the more Jim touched her. Jim could tell that she already had two orgasms just from the touch of the feather and the massage and he knew there was going to be.