Which is what he wanted for me. He smiled lightly "well that will take a while--unless you blow me again."I smiled lightly then happened to glance up ...t the clock. 9:30. I was to have left already! I looked down at him "should I leave?" I asked smally. He stared at me "what?" should I leave?" I asked again unwanting his answer.He looked at the clock "yeah--my mom gets home anytime from now to 11:00" he saidI sighed and smiled lightly hating to have to leave. "Sooo your not gonna blow me?" he. Since I had hold of her hips, she could not escape my tongue probing her pussy. David was fucking me fast and hard. I felt his balls bounce against my hips and his cock thicken and harden as he rammed it in and out of my cunt. I felt my walls try to clamp down hard on his cock. Becky was squirming against my face.I heard David grunt with each thrust. Becky made a soft, high pitched scream as she moved her hips against my face. I was taking deep gulps of air when I got the chance as I held Becky. I loved it when she did that to my cock. Speaking of my cock, it was then that I reached down and felt cock. It was rock hard as I grasped it in my hand. I was so fucking hard. It was crazy. I looked back and watched as she started to suck him, he reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair. "It's so fucking big...." she said looking up at him as he smiled , so satisfied. I watched her as she let go of his cock and opened her mouth wide, he went ahead and started fucking her mouth, his cock. He clearly had a fetish for women in high heels.She had asked him, after recovering from their impromptu afternoon session, whether his rules against underwear applied on her days off. He solemnly nodded yes, which let her avoid wrestling with that question when dressing for her dinner. In the end, she had opted for a Bohemian peasant outfit that Cathy had picked out for her. It had a gauzy cotton poet’s blouse and mid-length skirt with a half-bust corset/basque top that gave her some support..