Tracey moaned and writhed as I probed deep up her very wet gash with my tongue."Oh fuck Anna," she said. "That's brilliant go on keep going you're gon...a make me fucking cum off you bitch."My tongue continued to lash its way around her rock hard clit and then delve deep up her slippery twat. She ground back against my face smearing my lips in her juice as she began to cum in earnest.By now the two brothers were tugging on their cocks watching the show."Oh fuck that's it, that's it!" Tracey. He's wearing a suit. He looks so delicious like always. I've had a crush on him for fucking ever. Maybe a slight obsession. I know, bad of me, right? But he has that daddy-dom vibe going on and I can't help myself.Salt and pepper hair, sexy fucking beard he doesn't color in. Dark sensuous eyes and, did I mention already, fit as fuck? This man screams power but he's one of the sweetest men I've ever met. I already feel my panties getting wet at the sight of him. He coughs and I realize I'm. “I hate when you call me that,” he said. But he wasn’t really thinking about what she said. He was thinking about the way his house was going to feel so empty after she was gone in the morning he’d feel the urge again to torch it and let it burn down. “Then why do you always cum so hard when I do?” she purred. Jesus Christ! but her lips curled into something that made centuries of painting, music and sculpture seem like an afterthought. Other than the excessive opulence of her body, her mouth. I stand there naked before the three men as John slips out of his shorts to display a hard dick too.John pushes the plates and and stainless to one side of the table and takes me to the edge and says over babe.I lean over the table into the same position he had me in just last night. I grab the edge of the table with my hands as my legs are spread from behind on the other side of the table. He grabs a stick of the soft butter and greases my ass hole up nicely and I begin to purr with.