Bob and Peggy came up pill/Peter so he took her shoe off. Peggy and I did the same thing with the same result. I'm sure she thought Bob would never ex...ect her to do the same thing three times in a row, so she did peter again. But Bob did keep his "winning hand", leaving him grinning widely and asking, "Now what can I have?"Both girls were dressed casually in slacks. Peggy was wearing a white blouse with large violet flowers in a pattern on it. Fran had a pale yellow pullover sweater on. I. I never wanted it to end. Her hand slid over her back and she began tickling her puckered little asshole as I pounded her pussy. “I'm so close.” I muttered, bending slightly so she heard me. “You wanna cum in my pussy?” She asked me turning her head round to me and winking. “I'm not wearing a condom.” A terrible excuse for such a beautiful girl, but I used it anyway. “I don't care. There is no way in hell you're cumming anywhere except my pussy.” Then she threw her head back. “Oh my god.” I. And, she really did look great. In fact, the entire stafflooked grat. This place only hired female staff to work up front withthe customers and they were a bit choosy as to who they picked. If thegirls wasn't good looking, Steven would find some reason to not pickher. Their uniforms consisted of black sleeveless halter tops thatsimultaneously showed off their chestes and their midriff. They alsowore either a black mini skirt or short black shorts. To top it alloff, they wore tan pantyhose. She cupped her other hand between his legs, holding his balls. She kissed the base of his cock, moaning a little as she did so. “Mm,” she muttered as if it tasted so good. She kissed the balls, too. She turned more to face him. She was ready to take it all into her mouth.“How big’s your cock, daddy?”“What?”“Inches. How many? Lisa wants to know.”“Again with the Lisa,” he said, hands on his hips. “What’s going on with this Lisa?”“Um,” she said, resuming stroking his cock. “I tell her about.