How typically helpful. Shortly we had all exchanged addresses and were chatting in silence. Christine may be quiet as a mouse, but her texting was bet...er than some of my grad students.We had been going for about ten minutes when Christine mentioned a reporter at the restaurant. I felt as if I had been doused in ice water. I immediately did a news search on "Sheila Schwartz". Sure enough, there were hits. Biting my lip, I tried "Mistress Cynthia". More hits. By this time Christine and Francine. She hadn't had a new toy in her hand, or her pussy, for a long time, and felt she deserved one, especially after this week!She decided she would treat herself and starting flipping through the colorful pages, looking for something exciting, passing up the typical "real feel" dildos and remote-controlled vibrators. She paused at a gigantic ten-inch long dildo that was a whopping seven inches around!She looked at it with a smirk... this would definitely fill her up and scratch those really deep. A regular, black, straight and strong coffee for me, and some kind of 'girlie' cappuccino for Brit. We sat there and talked endlessly. I was continually stroking my hand up and down the length of her firm, shapely thigh. She had worn a pair of terrycloth shorts, and I knew it was just for my benefit. Eventually, we decided we should head out. I slid out and reached out to assist Brit as she stood up."Well, thank you!" she said with a smile. Running her finger up and down my chest, she. She then looked at her sister and said " come here bitch! You got to taste mine now I'm going to taste yours!" And with that Ann moved over in front of her sister and Joyce started to eat of her luscious pussy. She was going to town on her older sister but she was having a hard time concentrating because mark was now alternating between her pussy and her asshole. Joyce was loving every minute of it and i think had already cum at messy twice. I was so fixated on what was going on in front of me.