For the next two minutes, four pairs of hands ran over naked bodies, clearing away stray soap from sensitive flesh. The girls did a thorough job of c...eaning off my cock and balls, while I did what I could to help them with their own stray soap bubbles. In the tight clench of the group grope fest, I was able to get my hands on Tammy’s firm body. I had never felt muscles like that before, hard and slippery. Working my hand down, I was able to palm her hot pussy and pinch her large clit firmly. She could have loved me better. She made me go out! If she had been there when I wanted her, that spic slut! She's no better---"Wait! I read your thoughts, sissyuseless. I read them well," Mistress Chanazene stood up behind her desk, now revealing that her skirt was micro, and her thighs slim and attentive. John Phillips eyes darted up and noticed, and Mistress Chanazene noticed that he noticed. She hissed, "Don't be looking where you are not allowed, sissyuseless." John Phillips gathered. ”“It did.” Real good. So did yours, Red, while she watched, rubbing herself silly while you fucking rode me ragged. God—how much blood was surging to his cock? He couldn’t have got himself flaccid now if he’d tried.“You’d like to fuck pretty Jaylee too, wouldn’t you?” Vanessa’s voice was low and husky, her words relentless. “And you’d like to show Cherry what she’s missing. Throw them both down with their asses in the air and pound their pussies sore. Maybe take their asses for good. ‘Well,’ she hesitated, ‘more like my mother did at four than me,’ and then she winked that same wink from so long ago, in that time of innocence. However I now knew it for what it was. The impish side of Misty that she only let out when she felt safe. ‘I’ve got another set to do right now, then I’m off work after that. Stick around, Zeke, and we’ll go get some coffee afterwards.’ ‘You make a great cup of Yuppie coffee,’ I said across her kitchen table. Her two-bedroom, three level apartment.