”I smiled watching her exotic dark eyes follow my pumping hand, each slow purposeful stroke directed right towards her. I saw that beautiful tongue ...f hers run out and slowly circle her pouty lips as the glistening red eye of my turgid cock filled with pre-cum.Oh yes, Rachel wanted it. She wanted it all. She wanted every last drop. And I wanted to cover her face with my white milky seed, I wanted to use my erection to smear it all over her face, hair and even rub some into her ears.I pumped. Her fairly modest tits were actually the largest of the three girls, but that suited me just fine, as I really like perky little tits.Jane, the youngest seeming of the three, had very ordinary looks. It was hard not to think of her as "Plain Jane", especially given her quiet brown eyes and very straight, shoulder-length brown hair. Jane was very, very quiet, wore thick glasses, and had the thinnest figure of the girls. In fact, I found it very difficult to imagine her participating in this. "Yes baby, another late night. I haven't even gotten to your delicious meal yet," he replied."Well, let me heat it up for you," she said, opening the fridge door.When Addison opened the fridge, the light inside illuminated her figure. She wore a pale pink nightie and the ruffled edge was only a couple of inches below her bum. He could see her white panties underneath. Her smooth creamy thighs looked translucent with the glow and her light strawberry blonde hair had tumbled down past her. Tracey regarded her lover with compassion, trying to imagine the depths of her misery. But Buttercup’s ordeal was not over. A large, fat man in a suit with a striped nylon shirt and a plain polyester tie loomed into sight, and with no warning or introduction grabbed her by the breasts, groping them unsubtly in his large hairy hands and took an ear in his moustachioed mouth. Buttercup flashed a brief look of annoyance, was just about to react, but then reasoned better of it. “So, you’re the.