I try again and again but keep on gagging nearly being sick, just I manage to get all the toy deep in my throat. I wait for Mistress and she says good...girl the men are going to love your lip sucking service, I look puzzled. The door bell goes RING RING, I gulp shit what do I do i think. Mistress says some thing wrong tilly? There is someone at Debbie's door Miss, better go and answer MY door then slut. I look confused, yes bitch I did say my door!I go to the door and look through the eye. "And a huge bed."Jacob grinned, his glasses slipping more, and I was afraid they were about to fall off his nose. So I reached up and pushed them into place. My reward was wonderful kiss—strong lips, rough stubble; a man's kiss—and I felt my knees grow weak. I loved my husband as much as my wife."Let's go check out this bed," he smiled, an arm around each of his pretty wives.There was something I wanted to ask Leah, but Jacob's kiss drove it right out of my mind. I'm sure I'll remember it. The coarse lace hem would run across his wrist and soon his finger would press against the warm, soft bulge of her panties.Jason was hypnotized as he imagined himself pulling her panties aside and slipping that finger into her wet, snug hole. He was more turned on than he could ever remember being. So she was drunk and liked being fingered – how would she react if he reached over and put his hand up her dress right now?Anna noticed when he stared at her lap, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. ”“Well, it’s not like it’s easy not to watch,” I said in my defense.Without a word and her lips still spread in a playful grin, Callie exposed her other milk-filled breast. With her left hand, she gently cupped the heavy tit and lifted it. I just stared at it, my eyes riveted to the milky white globe and the dark, fat nipple that oozed milk.“Would you like to taste my milk, daddy?” she asked softly.“I… ah maybe we shouldn’t have this conversation,” I stammered.The truth is, I desperately wanted.