“There is not a thing you can do to help me with my ball-busting pain. Next time, Monkey, why don’t you throw a banana at me? They are softer an... do less ball-bruising than apples do.”“Stop calling me ‘Monkey’!” Rachel angrily retorted. “You know I don’t like for you to call me by that name. I’m a ‘girl’ not a monkey!”While it was true I knew Rachel didn’t like the name, I just couldn’t resist mischievously teasing her with it. “Monkey,” I said. “The way you scamper around in the trees. Catherine bit her lip."You just do this for me and then when I'm out of this chair you can choose the game. O.K.?" All right," she said, "But you gotta do whatever I say!" Yeah, sure. But you first. Go look at the control panel."Marissa jiggled and swayed over to the control panel."Oh wow! Pretty colors!" Marissa exclaimed, reaching forward."Don't touch it!" Catherine ordered, frantic.Marissa jerked her hand back, sending her a shockwave through her inflated rack."But Ca-thrine!" she whined.. She was focused on my cock and balls, but I could tell she was enjoying what I was doing. She was breathing hard and I felt her juices on my tongue, lips and finally chin.After she playfully licked her fluids off of me, Lorena got up to get a condom from her purse. While she was searching for it, I could now see Melody was no longer fully dressed, with her saggy tits out, and underpants around her ankles. She was touching herself, moaning lightly and sending me a hopeful look. I like matures,. Her breasts were almost leaping out of the delicate fabric. She couldn’t look at it any longer and decided to wrap the white silk robe that barely covered her legs as well. Luckily, she’d gotten some white stocking that reached her thighs. Looking at herself in the mirror, she decided she would simply tell Richard to make love to her with the lights off and the robe on.Emily got on the bed and called for her husband. After getting no answer for a couple of minutes, she grew worried something.