When he seemed to be finished he moved her hands away so her tits settled back into their relatively flat state to enjoy the sight of the mess he’d ...ade.“Well you might not have enough tit to fuck, but they still look great.”For all the vulgarity she’d been exposed to the last few days, she was not used to having her appearance mocked and self consciously covered her breasts with her hands, turning her head to the side.“Hey, don’t pout. They’re lovely tits. Just small is all.”“Well they’re not. She pulled off her shirt and ground on him. He put his mouth around her nipple. She loved the way he did that. She loved Jack. Yes, she loved him.Karissa pushed him inside of her and groaned. She'd forgotten how much bigger the other man's had been. She watched her boyfriend underneath her, but she never really saw him. At first, she thought about the other man - Maxwell. Then her mind drifted, somehow, to her boss. She closed her eyes.Karissa imagined herself back into the massage room,. "Really?" I asked with genuine interest. "Why?" Laura shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know," she said. "They just hate the color white." "Well, I for one..." I began, raising my glass in salute. "...love white clothing on girls." "So does that mean..." she said, taking a few steps towards me. "...you're going to want me to leave it on for the rest of the night?" I pondered the question as Laura made her way over to me, her eyes glinting with amorous intent. "I guess you can leave it on," I. “Cliff said it would be one girl, a young one. Now there’s two! My, my, my, that’s gonna be even better.”“Mom, it’s going to be ok. I’m so horny, and I know you are too. Cliff is wonderful. He’s handsome isn’t he? And he’s your age!”Grace smiled back nervously, “OK, if you’re sure everything will be ok”, and they headed out. Marcus sat in the booth as they walked past and out the door. His cock was already rising to attention.Cliff was smiling and already had the passenger door of his.