I was so hard I was ready to explode the slightest touch and I would be over the edge. I could feel the pre cum oozing from my cock. Jenny still grabb...ng my hair pushed my face deep into her buttcheeks. This was out of my comfort zone I tried to kiss her buttcheeks to appease her but she pulled my hair even harder to show her displeasure. I knew I had to please her and that I was no longer in control now so with one more forceful tug of encouragement form her I stuck my tongue deep into her. The beans were no better than Helen's, but they were certainly different and every bit as good in their own way.I rode the bike several blocks to Jennifer's office. I knew Sylvia was already in the office, because I saw her scooter in the parking lot. I parked my bike beside her scooter.I finally got to meet Jennifer's cold hearted receptionist. She turned out to be a fifty pound over weight brunette with blond hair thanks to a home dye job. She was not a happy looking lady at all. It showed in. How would Heather's pee-pee squirt if she wasn't allowed topump it the way it clearly needed to be pumped? This was a scary thought.This, in turn, caused Pansy to start bawling like a little baby, which inturn caused Heather to start bawling too. Leaning back on her heels,Pansy looked up into the eyes of her desperate sissy sister, snot pouringout of their noses, tears streaming down their faces. They both knew itwas true. Pansy Pumpscock needed to make Men cum, and Heather Handjobwasn't. " Just because I've never heard this song before, doesn't mean I don't love it. Besides, I love you and I want to dance." That was all it took and she was in my arms and we were doing the forbidden dance. My shit was getting rock hard and it was a good thing it was now dark outside because the glow from the citronella candles wasn't bright enough to illuminate the big bulge in my trunks.Dancing didn't last too long before we were interrupted. "Hey, y'all, it's getting late and me and Teresa are.