” With an unsure hand, I reached out, and touched Elena Straltaira’s nipple. She smiled at me from around her mother’s nipple, and twisted to pr...sent all of her body. “She likes it when you touch her there,” Lydia chuckled. Emboldened, I dared to pinch the hermaphrodite’s nipple, and she opened her mouth to let out a meek cry. “Try rolling it,” Lydia suggested. I did, rubbing the throbbing node between my thumb and forefinger until Elena was mewling for me, her mother’s breast now forgotten. I. She worked hard at my cock and I was pretty turned on from watching my first real live gangbang so I came pretty quickly. After I shot my cum into her mouth she swallowed and then just held my cock between her lips until it was soft. I patted her head and said, "Okay, Inga. Go get yourself a beer and take a little break."There was a look of gratitude on her face as she went to the kitchen and got a beer. By the time she came back into the room she had already gulped down half of the bottle. She. “Jo has extremely beautiful breasts and they’re quite small.”Jo blushed. She was flattered but she hoped Millie would let the whole subject drop. “She has. Let’s see them then.”“We’re not all exhibitionists.”“Maybe her titties are false, too.”They definitely are not, Jo wanted to scream, but held her tongue. Surely, the three of them could find something else to talk about.“My son Nobel has lots of pictures of Jo on his wall. I don’t see any there of you.”Grateful for Marge’s support, Jo still. I checked my emails and turned on the radio. I had just lit up a smoke when Renee called out for me.“When you’re finished out there come here for a second,” Renee said.“Be right there, honey!” I replied.I snuffed out my smoke and left the radio going. Inside, Renee patted the spot next to her to sit down. In the past, I had always dreaded these moments. It made me feel like I was getting in some kind of trouble even if I knew I hadn’t done anything. I sat down and waited. I could feel that.