‘Suck me.’ I demanded, and she got to work. Her experience and skill quickly showed. Her hands wrapped around my balls as her head bobbed back and...forth, making her tits bounce around and off each other. Occasionally she would pull back and stare up into my eyes as her tongue lapped and licked at the head of my cock, before she got back down to work. I took a moment to lean forward and lift up a tit with my free hand. The weight of her soft, heavy breast felt great and I squeezed and groped. She frowned. ‘Is that all you got?’ Syd pedaled a little faster but not much. Mandy checked the gauges. ‘I think you’re slacking it.’ ‘You sound like those other therapists. I didn’t pay this much just to be hassled about giving more effort. I can read the gauges same as you. But this is boring and makes my legs hurt.’ ‘So, you need a different gauge of your effort, is that what I’m hearing? Something less boring?’ Syd nodded. Mandy braced her hands on his shoulders, swung a leg over and. .. “We’ve got the email!” the brunette fired at him like a salvo. “With a picture! All ready to go! Your death squad failed! So you have to give it up!”It was surprising the Davies let their daughter speak for them. Though perhaps that approach to parenting accounted for the bold way she behaved.He looked the brunette quintuplets over again. Possibly it had been an oversight not to see them before deciding about their disposal: certainly they looked human; alluringly human, even. In fact he had. I had a sizable amount in there now because my daughter was either getting lazy or she was humping her new boyfriend every which way but Tuesday and hopefully using a condom each and every time.My useless husband was away on another of his “road trips” that seemed to occupy most of his time these days. I was not complaining because he did pay all the bills on time and even gave me an allowance for the house and food that was as steady as cutting a coupon from a bond.I had noticed at the.