I was just so tired of her constant complaining. She ate it like this.” I mimed Tina using a spoon and her free hand to shovel the mixture to her mo...th.Gwen and Louise laughed and Gwen said, “Like mother like daughter! I’ve seen Brenda almost shovel food in her gaping maw.”That was news to me so I asked, “But she never seemed to eat much here.”Louise said, “Auntie Masha she was just trying to avoid being embarrassed.”Gwen added, “That’s right. You wouldn’t believe how much she complained at. The deep, deep pleasure that my swelling prostate produced was almost too much to handle. Krissy was driving me wild; there was no way I could hold back much longer. But somehow, Krissy still refused to let me cum. I nearly blew half a dozen times whilst she finger fucked me and swirled her tongue around my cock, but she always knew when to let up.“Krissy,” I gasped. “I need to cum. Please let me come.”“Are you ready to get fucked?” she asked. Still rubbing my prostate with her. .. I mean really, telling all that to a virtual stranger, does that girl have no sense at all? Er ... never mind.Thankfully, the other girl (her name is Kristen) did not react by calling the police, but instead she seemed rather curious about it, maybe even eager. At least that's how Anna tells it. Kristen asked Anna if she could come and observe one of our 'sessions', to which my sister agreed pending my approval, which I gave yesterday evening when we were both sated. I added two. “Yes, Julie," I said.She told me, that I was to continue calling her Julie, not Mistress, or any of that shit, as everything would need to seem normal, on a day to day basis. But I was to be at her beck and call, whenever she wanted if I knew what was good for me.Julie usually dressed in a tight top and very tight jeans and trainers when she visited, and today was no different.“I’ve seen yours, so its time you see mine,” she chuckled.She stood legs apart and told me to kneel in front of.