Her arms must be aching by now. I waited.She didn't move off my staff, nor did she ask to be released. She jumped right in, no hesitation this time."M... last boyfriend ... You have to know ... He hurt Janey ... And me..."She was speaking in gasps. I shushed her, bringing my lips to hers. She stayed right there in my face, resting her forehead on mine, her nose smashed against mine. I traced her lips with my tongue, tasting myself on her. In many ways, this felt more intimate than fucking. “No, no Virginia…I just was on the brink of coming …and at my age I’m afraid I’m a single shot kind of guy…”I answered. She smiled as she loosened my tie and said…”We’ll work on that”.She kissed me passionately as our tongues introduced themselves and finished undressing me…”May I return the favor?” I asked.I pushed her back into the same chair and she moved both legs over the arms to provide me full access to her pristine pussy …with a look of pure anticipation…“Yes, please Daddy. “she. You wouldn't believe they are great friends would you?"The girls had both said "sorry Ma'am" and promptly scurried off to explore."I think they're sweet, and I see we share the same tartan. I'm MacLean too. My Mother went to my Gran's home in Ayr to have me so I can claim to be a true Scot," Megan laughed "but afterwards she brought me back to England and I live therestill." You're MacLean? Goodness what a coincidence. My husband's a surgeon and attending a conference in New York City. We're. Jake would accelerate his pace humping her little shitter balls deep for another couple of minutes, shooting his load deep in her rectum with a howl. Susan would whimper…and cum again. She would turn around and suck the last of his essence and her own sweet ass funk of his deflating cock. They would clean up, exchange a platonic kiss and Susan would be on her way out the door in short order. So, this was Jake’s sex life, a couple of women of marginal sexual ability looking to be his next wife.