It's as if she never came down from her high of earlier and her clit was still throbbing and tingling to the slightest touch. She starts pressing hard...r against her clit and keeps it there... oh that's nice... her hips push forward involuntry and she can feel her nipples harden against the inside of her shirt, the combination of the coldness of the night and the breeze moving her shirt against her nipples make the sensation so unbearable, but fuck... oh so nice... Her hips start to rock back. Her skin was soft as silk and it made my fingers tingle with anticipation. My pussy cried out of more attention as it dripped both her brothers cum and my juices into my panties, soaking through and leaving a slight wet spot on the bed. Not thinking about how she would react I continued on with my own desires. I pulled at her shirt until it was above her breasts, letting them break free from the prison she had put them in. They were incredible, a little more then and handful in size with the. “Pass the shampoo,” I asked.He finished lathering his hair and tried to grab the bottle from the rack on the wall, but dropped it. Leaning down to retrieve it, his face was mere inches from my dick. I watched as he took a look.“So, what did you think?” I asked as he stood and handed me the bottle.Turning away with an uncertain look on his face, Billy asked, “About what?”“About sucking my dick last night,” I said with a grin, “You said you just wanted to know what it was like.”“I don’t know,” he. But we make sure any interest stays well tapped.”“How?” asks Chanda.A lovely, graceful, shapely middle aged Chinese woman enters the large sitting room in which Nick and Chanda rest.“So these are them,” she smiles. She is introduced as the businessman’s wife.“First wife?” asks Nick.“My only wife. She allows me no other. Not that I have any interest in any.”“And why should you?” the woman adds proudly. “I have provided you your heir, and a daughter to dote upon. And who else could possibly.