Joan looked at me “you don't mind ,do you”then moved her hand to the tent in his shorts. “I love my little brother ,do you love me?” she said ...ubbing her hand up and down his cock. “You did me last night, do you want to do it again” Adam quickly dropped his shorts. “I guess you do,”she said . I sat back sipping my coffee watching Joan sucking on his cock. She would turn her head sucking him sideways looking at me while rubbing his small balls then back bobbing her head back and forth. It. It was a delicateprocess if he wanted to get to those beautiful feet that he worshipped.She did nothing to help him - he had to move his head from side toside, toward the top of her high instep and back and she occasionallyshifted in her seat, moving her shod foot carelessly away from hisworking mouth. He tasted the sweetness of the cum, not knowing if itwas his or a lover of hers. It all tasted very good, delicious to him.He had come not only to accept eating male juice, especially driedjuice,. Carol quickly responded, Sure,. Susan. I think thats a great idea. I could use one after this week. The two women went to the bar at a hotel right down the boulevard from the hospital. They talked shop and sipped their drinks for almost an hour when Carol got a call on her cell phone. Answering it, she was surprised to hear Malcolms voice. Malcolm apologized for not calling her the last few days and said hed been busy, but wanted to say thanks for a terrific blowjob. I certainly enjoyed having. I couldn't take the pleasure. My dick hit that wondrous point of no return. My back arched. My pussy clenched. Her cunt writhed about my futa-cock. My ovaries tightened.I erupted into her pussy. I flooded my second virgin with my seed.“Yes, yes, yes!” I cried out.“She's blessing me!” howled Hilario as her pussy writhed and spasmed about me, working at my dick, hungry for every drop of my futa-cum. “Yes, yes, yes, she's spilling her seed in me.”The pleasure spilled through my body. Every blast.