After a he does the first pair Ann takes the rest from him while saying, “I can do that better than you! Let me finish them.” He hands her the cut...out material for the socks then he starts on the shorts, after the first pair are done Betty is doing his other shorts, so he starts on the first t-shirt. By then Ann is finished with the socks so she takes over his t-shirt making. The ladies don’t seem to trust him to be able to sew things properly, and he’s happy to let them do the work.By the end. There was something odd about it, but I didn’t realize what it was until he removed the blindfold.The lights were dimmed for romance. At first glance, it looked and felt like an easy chair, but it had been modified: there was a slight draft between my legs, due to the opening there.I had seen queening chairs in videos. Some were just a supported toilet seat, functional but inelegant. Some were padded or had provision for the comfort or restraint of the properly positioned face below. This. Abby studied my cock as she played with one of her nipples. Then she leaned forward and pulled at the elastic band to pull my shorts off. The elastic waist band pulled my cock downward. Then, when the band slipped past the head, it sprang up and down like a diving board, making Abby giggle. Abby pressed the length of my shaft against my stomach, giving her access to my balls. She held and fondled them as she quickly kissed up my thighs. Between licks and kisses she told me all the naughty. “Either one of you. Just kiss me.”My grandmother leaned over the seated woman, her boobs dangling and swaying. “Let me taste his cock on your tongue, Elaine,” she whispered.I watched the two women’s tongues sliding and writhing, over and over while they both sighed and groaned. Elaine’s hand kept busy between her legs while my grandmother massaged the younger woman’s tits.My grandmother’s eyes flashed venom when, in a mindless moment, as I stroked my cock, I muttered an obscenity.“Lick her.