"Thank you," he said. He seemed surprised to be thanked.He missed his kids, but at the same time it was kinda nice to have a break. Laura stifled a la...gh; in the past, she never could talk Mike into watching them for any long periods. Now she had them on her hands until they could swap back! It was also kinda nice to have people a little afraid of him. Before, she'd always felt because of her gentile upbringing people thought they could walk all over her.* * * * *The kids were driving Mike. Her hands danced sensuously up his legs until her hands cradled his balls. Barbara wasn't just sucking his cock, she was making a serious production of it. She was making these sexy little murmurs, like a kid does when eating ice cream. As she stared up at his face, she chewed the head of his cock with her lips. Hotdamn. I’d only seen blowjobs like this in really good porno. By this time, Barbara’s panties were off and Tyler’s hand was between her legs playing with her pussy. Barbara started to. Want to give me a private dance?" She blushed beet red, but she also smiled and moved a little closer. She looked around, noticing that we were alone and not missed, and closed the door, locking it."There, now we can really be private," she said with a wink. "I used to be a professional dancer when I was younger. I didn't realize it was that obvious. And I didn't think anybody would really be looking that close at me anyway, with all these skinny young women walking around half lit."I. ”“Now, Baby. Hurry and take her other hand.”Oh, my goodness, Jasmine thought. Diana told me all about this, but surely it won’t work with me.Even thinking that, she obeyed her husband. With a sigh of resignation and knowing it wouldn’t work with her anyway, she grabbed Christine’s hand ... and hissed in a breath. It was as if she had suddenly moved into Christine/Ashley’s body. Her, no their orgasm, was already building yet again.Damn, he’s good, Jasmine/Ashley/Christine thought, as the next.