My cock ached for attention and it soon got it. Kissing her way up my shaft from my scrotum, she finally arrived at the tip of my swollen cock. Holdin... my cock in one hand and my balls in the other she proceeded to first purse her lips around the very tip, rapidly running the tip of her tongue back and forth on the tip of my cock. In agonizingly slow motion, inch by inch, she took my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. She paused about halfway down my shaft and began running her tongue. " Betsy settled beside me and laid her hand on top of IT. Her skirt was still around her waist and Marcie was walking her fingers up Betsy's thigh so slowly that I knew we would crash before she got there because I wouldn't be able to tear my eyes away until she hit pay dirt. Actually, there was little chance I could do it then."Please, girls. You know I love it, but you're killing me. Please just sit up straight like good little girls until we get there. Otherwise, we're all in grave. I began laying out a tale of fantastic proportion about betrayal and my retribution on the men that killed their father, of how he pleaded with me to care for them as I would as blood, as family. The girls bawled, and whaled terribly. Zachary sat stunned, a white blank expression on his face. The girls leaped up and ran into my arms sobbing and crying for their loss. My heart went out to them. “Zachary. Zachary, are you alright”? He just nodded. “I need you to help. Go pack everything. As Pat started back to the dressing room I said, “Wegotta have that body stocking though. It’s mega-sexy.” “Jesus,” said Liz watching Pat walk off before herselfheading back. “That is one sweet ass!”“Amen,” said I to Sally. I hope the stuff you gave hershows off that ass. An asset like that needs to beflaunted, don’t you think?”“Yes,” she whispered, obviously relieved the two girlswere out of sight.“What do you.