Posh slut whimpered when she saw the purple feeldoe sprouting from my cunt - she was already so wet, it just slid straight in past the jangling cuntal...lip rings to rub herself against the leather and open zip, trying to get herself off.“The arse - put that thing up my arse” posh slut demanded, completely forgetting protocol.“Absolutely not - you filthy slut - you’ve got to wait until I want it and right now your son’s arse is looking particularly attractive - why don’t you lick it for me”posh. Wriggling her arse backwards, she takes up my cock in her hand once more, resuming the constant wanking action, squeezing my balls gently with her free hand. Her bum now fully engaged with my face, I relish the feel of her round buttocks against my eyes and cheeks. My tongue slips freely into her arsehole, as I use my hands to grip the cheeks of her arse, gyrating them in a circular motion. Her taste is exquisite; feminine, natural and unique, something I can’t get enough of. The probing of my. I smiled seeing the small tent under his covers. "Need any help?" I asked pointing at his boner. Kyle blushed looking away. I don't know why I did it but for some reason I reached out grabbing his dick. It caught him by surprise. "Sorry," I said taking my hand away, "I can stop if you-" No," he said grabbing my hand, "Uh...you can keep going if you want..." I smiled taking his covers off leaning down to his dick. It was about 5in maybe a little bit bigger. It was thick and had a weird smell to. " Of course, that makes sense. Chasing after these old missile bodies was a bit of a false trail."Carol Kingman was in Vienna, Austria. She was expecting two research microbiologists from the University of Vienna for lunch. She had already bagged a virologist in Anaheim two days earlier, and if she succeeded in recruiting this pair, she would be off to see an immunologist in Jakarta. Both men she would be meeting today were native Austrians. Fred Wassermann had come with her in case both men.