Gail, free to explore and learn, outfitted herself at one of those touristy boutiques, the better to experience Bourbon Street at night. She put on he... new thong "panties", no more cloth than it would take to cover her hand, and some black vinyl low slung very short shorts. A matching black vinyl halter top almost covered her breasts, which weren't huge but which bulged out a bit around the edges. She put on her new black fuck-me pumps with 4-inch heels and a long black wig to cover her long. "Hey, I'm the one that paid top money to outfit you two, where's my hug?"She turned and wrapped her arms around David and I smiled as the shirt pulled up to show more of her bottom.Mark slipped his arms around me and we exchanged a good morning kiss as he ushered me to a chair and started serving breakfast.The fact that we had not put on bras under the shirts soon became obvious. David couldn't keep his eyes off Phyllis as she bounced and jiggled in time with her exuberant talk.The breakfast. Her whole belly seemed filled by his hardness. This was the point when Gordon usually spilled. He had been that immediate. As Dan drew back she thought that it was over for him too, and the stirrings inside her told her that this could be mutual.Yes, oh, yes, she knew she had been so ready, and like some great hot, raging storm her orgasm was upon her. But even as she let go, and her body and mind soared, she realised that Dan was plunging up into her again, as strong as ever."Dan — I'm — I'm —. I let go of his nipple and lick the glistening wet spot on his hand. He asks if I like how that tastes, and I respond by momentarily bringing my hand up from his cock. He was already leaking too, and had dripped down the outside of my hand. He watched as I licked every bit of his precum from my hand, and then start stroking him again.He moans a loud “Oh FUCK yeah boy!”, and then says, “there’s more where that came from, son. Daddy has plenty more cum for his chubby titted cum licker.”His words.