Looks good!”Mr & Mrs Loftus must have been keeping an eye out for us; before we had even started to get out of the car, the front door of the house ...pened and they came out to welcome us. No sooner had introductions been made than we were escorted inside to their cosy front parlour and the kettle was boiling. While her husband mashed the tea, Mrs Loftus led the way upstairs. Dad and Julie pretended to be helping by carrying my bags, Mum breezily admitting that she was just being nosy and wanted. There stood not one, but two beautiful women. The one stroking my cock was mid 40’s. Short blonde hair. Slender but not skinny. She had nice pear-shaped boobs with brown areolas and brown nipples that stood out what seemed like an inch or more. She had a flat stomach and a belly ring piercing. Her pussy was completely shaved.The other gal, the one stroking my neck, ear, and hair had a similar appearance to the blonde lady as if they were related. This gal seemed to be mid to late 20’s. Long. As I stared at the remaining drops I felt my tongue extend. "This is gross, right? I shouldn't be doing this.."I thought, as my tongue gently touched the cold plastic and started to move upwards. And then the taste changed. The warm, sweet, salty taste of Josh hit my tongue - my eyes widened, tongue now firmly licking the seat as each drop came in to contact. I couldn't believe I was actually tasted Josh's cum - had a part of him inside now. Fuck, this felt good. It felt right to be on all. He was greeted by a vaguely familiar feminine voice: "Good evening, is that Professor Moriarty please?"Moriarty was amused that this person knew him enough to greet him by his title, and he softened his tone; "Yes, how may I help you?"Madame Tussard: "Oh Professor Moriarty, its so nice to hear your voice again, it's Madame Tussard from Cleo's"He smiled to himself as he finally remembered where he heard the voice from. Until the recent incident, he had always enjoyed the services rendered by.