” I figured I would just do what felt natural, so I used my hand to play with my uncle as I continued to take Jake’s cock into my throat. After a ...ew minutes, I switched things up and pushed my uncle’s cock into my lips while I massaged Jake’s swollen balls. I continued to move back and forth between the two men as both of them moaned with pleasure. I have to admit, I felt a strange sense of power at having the ability to thrill both men at the same time. Turns out it wasn’t exactly the same. He was in his office one day, spelling Mrs. Nixon, who was making her rounds to pick up the daily receipts."What's the price on this piece?" a female voice asked.Brian went into the other room to find a woman bending over to look into the bottom doors of a huge hutch. It had come from the Browns' dining room, the last piece from the house he now occupied. The hutch was oversized, too large for most rooms, and had not sold.The woman's red skirt was pulled up in the back, showing the tops of her. "It's just, well, our perspectives are a little different ma'am. I don't mean to offend, but you're taking us to a place where you get more and more, but I get less and less. If I may say so ma'am" I know that's how it seems, but that's just scratching the surface." She looked at me earnestly. "Think about how today has been. You've worked hard for me - the house is spotless, and that's something you have done. Doesn't that make you feel just a little bit proud?"I looked around the living room.. The girls grabbed a couple of beach towels to do some sunbathing. “Would you be embarrassed if we worked on our overall tan?” Claire asked. “All French beaches that I know have at least topless bathing, my boat is French-built and you are French. Mi casa, su casa. But forgive me if I stare,” I replied. “We’d be insulted if you didn’t!” Fabienne exclaimed. I felt my crotch warming up again. Under these conditions I would normally set the boat on autopilot and do some chores, casting an.