She ran her tongue over the length of my dick and slid down under my balls. She acted as if she was possessed. She sucked my balls then the head of my...dick. Her tongue flicked at my piss slit as if she was drilling. She started stroking my dick and sucked on the tip of my dick. I didn't know what to do, my eyes closed and my arms and legs moved on their own. I moaned loudly and said I need you.Billie lifted her head, and with a odd grin she pushed my legs apart and up. She kissed me behind my. Was he going to withdraw and make me ask some more? Or was he going to continue teasing as I pressed my face tight against the wall and tried to suck his cock through the hole and deeper into my mouth? I could smell the cocks that left their scent on the wall as they had pressed against the wall and through the hole. My chin was pressed against the cum-stained wall and it all made my cock throb as it was constrained by my pants. Finally, this dick came further through the hole and into my. When you stop being a kid and still close your eyes, and see the image of your mother on her knees, long black hair draped down across her naked shoulders and back, hands on her breasts, begging up at you to bless her with your cock, calling you "master". When you dream of your sister clawing at your back as she begs you to creampie her and knock her up, sobbing that you're the only man for her. I was a bit of a pervert then. Heck, I still am, though I'm smart enough to keep it secret.Now. As I ushered them into my office Pamela planted a chaste kiss on my cheek. Betsy showered my face with wet sloppy smooches while embracing me in a bear hug, rubbing her diaper clad cunt up and down my pants leg.With a "Bad Girl!" from Pam and a muffled swat on her fanny from me, Betsy reluctantly released me and plopped down on my rug to play. She sat Indian style, rocking back and forth while babbling baby talk to her dolly as her heels pressed against the crotch band of her plastic.