John and Brian and Rodney were caught in the tractor beam, unable to look away. ‘What, you guy’s never seen tits before? What the fuck!’ she sai.... ‘Let’s fry up that fish boys,’ Trixie said. ‘I’m gettin’ hungry.’ Trixie was the chief cook on the retreats, but for this meal she recruited the men’s help, to get their mind off of…things. They all worked together to get the lunch on the table, just the way Sturgill liked to see. That was the whole point of the retreats after all — camaraderie and. My mouth is dry. I wet my lips slightly as I move closer. She swiftly swings her legs under her and kneels up on the bed, knees wide, and the soft fabric of the underwear stretches over the mound of her pussy. I feel my crotch strain against the fabric of my pants even harder. I set the wine and the glasses down on the nightstand and pour as she waits expectantly.Once her glass is filled she places her hands on the bed and begins to lightly crawl across its width towards me, letting me see that. ‘Like what?’ I asked. ‘He’s on some sort of mission to have sex with as many women as possible, and he doesn’t care how much he has to lie or manipulate our feelings to get what he wants,’ she explained. ‘When he saw how you used the mindreader to seduce women, it was like Willy Wonka giving away the key to the factory: he can’t wait to taste everything he can get his hands on. With that mindreader, he’s a menace to every woman on the planet.’ ‘Yeah, I kind of guessed some of that—but he still. Then this time with a bit of reluctance from his side I made him lick up all the cum from both of our bodies and he admitted that it didn’t taste as bad as he thought to which I smiled. Then I saw his ass was all red and from this hard fucking session it was maybe a bit swollen also, so with the thought of teasing him further, I sat down and asked him to sleep on me backwards so his ass was on my lap, then he asked me what I was doing, so I said wait and watch. I first patted his ass and spit.