“Who’ll care?” he asked her.She laughed and nodded. “Okay,” she said reluctantly. “But can I stay on the air until five?”“Sure,’ he ...aid, smiling. “And just for you we’ll stay on the weather continuously except when the weathermen switch so you can get six more blowjobs in and all your appreciative fans can watch you.”“Thanks,” Jo said very appreciatively.And in a minute the station manager was giving the weather report while Jo proudly blew him. “You’ve got another full week of this, Jo,” he. ‘supposed to being an important word there’ I think and redouble my efforts on the cock“what the fuck did they do to you bitch?” I hear her say to me in a surprised questioning tone‘you can read my mind right cause I’m not going to stop you’ I think“what, why!” she yells surprised before regaining composure and saying “ok if you want to invite your demise I won’t stop you”Then I am flipped on my back ‘it’s time I guess for my pussy and ass hole’ I think expecting a response but one never comes.. I always wanted to feel up a girl and wank off on her." I began poking my left two fingers in and out of her snatch while I gently stroked my cock. This was fun but I wanted to try her boobs."Hey guys, you've got to feel this pussy. It is so great". As expected they both moved to get some leaving her upper half free. I took their place and reached out with both hands to feel her tits. They were wonderful and I held and jiggled them enjoying their soft warmth.Jake was already stroking two. There was just enough for atmosphere but not enough to make it spooky. There were rocking chairs on the wrap around porch. The name on the tastefully engraved sign by the front door was “Foot Fetish.” The door opened as I walked up to it and I was greeted by a tiny doll of a woman. “Peggy Anne, I am so glad to meet you, dahlin'. Come in and let me take care of you. My name is Sissy.” “Of course it is,” I said under my breath as I followed her into a beautiful, creamy-colored parlor. The chairs.