I brought his dick close to my face, felt it with my cheeks, gave a gentle nib and took it in. My second finger was ready at a moment’s notice. This...made him go crazy bucking and pushing his dick even deeper inside. I sucked on him, just like he did. Well, I tried at least. After a few minutes, he calmed down a little and we moved in to a trance like relaxed sucking with gently caressing the balls in between. He opened up a little and I was able to insert my second finger. He was almost ready. He ignored her completely. Christy came and sat down beside me. She draped an arm over my shoulders.“So, are you going to order the casting kits?”I nodded, trying to act normal. “I’ll have to mow a bunch of lawns to get that much money,” I said.“If I get to keep the mold after you’re done with it,” she said, “I’ll pay for mine.”“What would you do with a mold of your breasts?” asked my mother, chuckling.Aunt Christy cupped her breasts and looked down at them. “They won’t always look like this,”. He couldn't yet say if he preferred one of these ladies over the other. Maybe in time he would be able to say that he did but for now he was quite happy as to how things were going. He hoped he could maintain the relationships he had with these two women as he planned on seeing them quite often.On Monday it was again time to get his ears lowered and he was curious to see if anything new was going on with Sharon. He waited till she was available and took a seat in her chair. When he asked her. . lick my fucking cunt!" She cried out obscenely..."Until I tell you otherwise," she then added. She pulled my head up forcing me to look at her. "I promise you John, all this teasing torture will be worth it. Trust me." She then replaced my head back down against her pussy again, and allowed me to lap away at her until she was shuddering on the edge. "Ok ... stop. Stop!" She demanded, forcing my head away again. Reluctantly I did so, my face slick with her juices and the heady smell of.