Now the sex was blah. OK, so it wasn't twice a day any more, but still. Every few days, he would snuggle his lap up against my butt and I would feel t...e blood throbbing in his powerful penis. His hands would pinch my nipples, not hard, but he no longer feathered them. A few kisses later, he would roll me onto my back; my legs would spread to receive him. I had to produce my own lubrication, since he didn't bother to get me hot any more. The feel of him inside me was still exquisite, the muscles. I'll save that for you."Christina didn't say anything for a moment. But she did re-straddle my head, this time facing back towards my feet and towards her little sister. "Fine, but I'm going to watch you... to make sure."And then Christina's wet pussy was once again in my face, and I was immediately tonguing and licking to the best of my ability while I felt Amy's hot mouth return to my prick.Amy licked and bobbed and sucked me with an expertise I hadn't expected. But true to her word, while. There was an unspoken understanding between us. She loved teenage cock and I was a horny young kid with a huge dick and two pretty women to cum to. Dee was blonde and pretty with light pink lips that were soooo kissable. Her tits were smaller than Lauras but still nice and perky. I had gained a second object of desire. We were still facing each other and I was making no attempt to hide myself, there was no point really. She had already witnessed me getting off and had seen my cock in the flesh.. He pointed to one of the odd devices that hung in the dark stained and intricately carved cabinet in the reserved private display room in the back. I agreed, because this job paid very well, and its location was close to the school and easy to get to. I know, as a Woman’s Study and Social Work major that his language, tone and bearing were relics of the sort of ugly sexism that we had been stomping out for a century, but for reasons of expedience I agreed. There was a big green book, bound in.