She had some fascinating stuff in her house and I thought rooting through her loft would be great fun. But every time I moved, I was still aching. I h...d time for a cup of coffee or a little play; either would perk me up for the day. I leaned back in the chair, opened my legs and made the only sensible decision. My hand traveled lightly across my body, brushing nipple and breast--I pulled apart my dressing gown--fingernails grazing my belly, and brushing through my pubic hair. My index finger. She started to make little moaning, whining noises around my cock. "You wanna cum with a cock in your mouth, Melissa?" I breathed. "You love sucking cock, don't you, you little slut." I pulled her face further down on my cock until her moans were cut off and she choked slightly. I withdrew and then shoved my cock in again. Now she was drooling from her chin onto her own chest and belly, while she moved her hips rhythmically with Frank's persistent fingering. "Go ahead, sweety, cum for me," I. Simran: (she left the room saying) Bloody, sex maniac.I masturbated myself, cleaned it, and then went outside. Now, we all started playing some family games for the rest of the evening, and then we had our dinner.After dinner, my FIL offered me a glass of scotch, and we started chatting regarding our business over the drink. Time passed by and it was almost 11:30 pm. So, we all went into our respective rooms to sleep.Once Simran and I came inside our room, I gave a kinky smile to her saying,. Only to use them until their interest is lost, discarding them like a damp tissue. We have to wine and dine them for weeks. Just as we believe we are getting close, they hastily leave us for the former when we run across them while out for drinks.There is no humiliation with you. There is no pressure to perform or rejection for not. You only have my satisfaction in mind, whether it takes twenty seconds or twenty minutes. You bring me to the highest highs without having to experience the lowest.