Fucking them would not get me further up the international power structure, at the same time, but I was always horny. My oligarch came to visit me las... weekend and on Friday we had dinner. I let him him finger me, but told him I was too shy and inexperienced to go all the way and he bought it. The next night I snuggled up to him and played with his cock. I told him how much his old, flabby body turned me on. He went along with it and got my best blowjob that i had perfected with the football. When I am married, I will let my husband eat my pussy every day.’ ‘Is it good like that?’ asked Girlie. ‘Sarap. Now I know why so many guys like the blow-job,’ said Blen, ‘If I knew before how good it is I would have raise the price.’ The girls laughed. ‘Now, you can rug-munch as well,’ said Belle, and turning to Amor and Girlie, ‘She is very, very good.’ Mama wandered over to see what was happening, greeting Belle and the girls, and asking if everything was satisfactory. Belle confirmed it. Hearing that sent me over the edge, as I forced my head forward, taking it all inside my mouth. He let out a loud grunt, as he held my head there, telling me what a real good slutty housewife I was. After that, it wasnt to hard deepthroating all of his dick. Just then, the phone rang, and I knew it was my huband on break. " Ive got to answer it, sorry," I said releasing his dick and reaching for the phone. My husband wanted to know why I was out of breathe , as I told him that I was cleaning. Betsy’s hand was big enough to wrap around me now and her slow stroking and squeezing were irresistible. I just lay back and let her do it. After several minutes she looked up at me. “I think it’s ready, so I want to suck it.” “Okay, I draw the line. NO!” “But I want to see your cum!” she wailed. “It’s called ‘semen’… oh never mind.” Another giggle. “That’s as bad as ‘penis.’”“Uh, okay, if you keep rubbing and stroking and maybe tickle my testicles with your other hand, maybe.