"You want my cock, need my cock, don't you, Miss Winslow?" Her lips tried to smile around me as she nodded and her throat stroked my shaft, sending tr...mors of thrill through me. "And my cock wants you, too..." I heard wet slapping noises as she stiffened her fingers and fucked herself. My cock felt perfect in her mouth, and I wanted desperately to just keep fucking her face. I pushed until my balls were on her chin and sighed before pulling completely out and releasing her hair. She sat back on. Next she will be talking about marrying you." Do you think so Tom? How nice of her! Do you object to the idea?" No. It is just that I like to be asked my opinion, rather than she assume that anything she decides will be okay with me." I see. Understandable. Can you tell me of any family decision that was not initiated by her, Tom?" Of course! Well, let me see ... hmmm ... Not at this precise moment, but there were bound to be times..." Yes, I get the idea. Tell me, how did you ask her to marry. We stared at the bill and then at each other."300 a year! If this works, we can have 300 thousand dollars!" Claire spoke, breaking the spell. "It'll never work. And even if it does, It's my mother's money. It's her ass that's making the money. Not yours" I said irritated at Claire's presumptuousness. "So? Whores work but pimps make money." She retorted."So you're my mom's pimp now?" I challenged her."Well. If you are too much of a pussy, then I don't mind putting Lindass on the market." she. I heard Wendy moan out loudly “Ahhhhh, Mmmmm” she had pulled her dress up to her mouth biting it. Legs still closed at the knees but showing her white panties. Jack said “oh yes” under his breath, he had begun moving his hips to my rhythm so I held still and let him push his shaft in and out of my mouth. His rhythm had gotten faster and I could taste precum oozing in my mouth, when he said “I’m going to cum”. I took his cock out of my mouth and teased the back of his gland with my tongue I.