Sophie was now totally knackered and I moved my attention to Rosie, I slipped off her g string and buried my head between her sexy stocking clad legs ...nd gave her pussy a good licking.Rosie was in heaven and covered my face in her juices a few times as I slurped away. I also managed to slip a finger or two into her tight bum hole and this caused her orgasms to keep coming.As I was giving Rosie all my attention I failed to notice Sophie get between my legs and start to rub my limp dick. Slowly. With my free hand, though, I tore her bra off and across the room. It made a sharp ding of a noise as it hit the ground and nothing more.Her tits tumbled free, large and yet their shape was odd. Triangular almost.Yet I thought she was an angel. Her imperfect tits were striking to me simply because they were different and thus, unique. My hands wandered up over her nipples. Fucking hell – they were soft.“I don’t want them soft. I Don’t want them soft”She mumbled something; her blonde hair was. As soon as I'd latched on I punched out with the heel of my right as hard as I could, aiming squarely at the knee a foot or so above.The last time I'd done that move, in about the tenth grade, I'd crippled the kid. He'd been a football player, one of the school jocks trying to show off for his buddies by shoving the wimp around, and I'd caught him by surprise and pretty much shattered the joint. He was out of football for good after that, the knee was shot. His parents had made a lot of noises. Around dinner time Pepper called again and asked if she could join us, on the condition she brought dinner. Stella rolled her eyes and agreed. When she arrived Pepper had this sort of gourmet takeaway I had never even heard of but when she laid it out on the floor it looked like a five star restaurant. There was lobster and scallops and fillet steak and all sorts of weird looking extras I prodded suspiciously with my fork before eating.When we were done we all got back into bed.I think we were.