“Jesus, Shane, after last night, I’m not even sure anymore. I don’t know where the fantasy ends and the reality begins. Just please answer the q...estion: Do you actually want to fuck Tracy?” His breathing turned ragged. “Yes, but—” “But what?” “But just ‘wanting’ something doesn’t necessarily make it a good idea, right? I mean, when someone cuts me off in traffic, I ‘want’ to ram them into a telephone pole—but I don’t.” “So that’s a no, then?” I asked, not sure whether I was relieved or. He laughed quietly, expecting Wendy to offer him to suck on each cock, and he wouldn’t have refused to please his love. He glanced to his left, unable to see Karen. That table was now empty, and he figured she moved to the next one.He kissed the nape of her neck, encouraging his lover on. “I love watching you sucking on another man’s cock!” Her strawberry blonde hair swayed back and forth to the motion of her head on each cock.She paused for a breath, turning her head to him. “Fuck, do I ever. Whenever she wanted a guy's attention, she'd just smile at him. That was guaranteed to get her that second glance that would show him that she had all the goods he could ever hope for.Now Stacy was on display in a much more overt manner and she had the attention of pretty much everyone.These weren't people she had to work with; they were strangers she'd never see again. Let them look. Let them undress her with their eyes. Let them feel stirrings of lust. Her own passion would feed on their. He felt the first ripples of impending orgasm. Priya was quick to sense his spasm. She quickly tightened her grip around his glans and stimulated the tip of his head with her forefingers.“Ah…Maa, would you like to taste my milk?”She replied with another strong sucking motion. He shot loads of cum into his mother’s waiting mouth. Priya couldn’t take it all. She choked and the remaining ropes and ropes of her son’s hot semen fell on her neck and blouse and hands.She let go of his manhood and.