I looked down at her stiff, dripping cock and took hold of it as she did mine. I took some of her precum on my fingers and licked them clean and she d...d the same. We both laughed and started wanking each other while resuming our passionate spunk laden kiss. We were both being pushed closer and closer together by the two men working on us till eventually we were groin to groin and without space for hands we could only grind and cling on to each other. After about ten minutes Leon and Karl were. The women, in their twenties had that rough-girl look. Torn stockings with runs in them, skimpy shirts and tight tank tops. They had chosen their non-outfits to proudly display their series of tattoos on their bodies. Designs, slogans and tribal patterns proved to on-lookers that they were indeed "alternative".The nose rings were subtle and not altogether unattractive. With cheerful friendly faces they took his drink order.Sipping a Newcastle, the two of them lingered at the bar. Michael asked. She started to move up and down. That got me into the mood. I grabbed her boobs over her t-shirt. She didn’t wear any bra.Me: Oh my God, sis, no bra, and panty!Sis: I was waiting for you to finish with mom.Me: You were waiting for my dick?Sis: Yes, brother, yes.I raised her t-shirt and started sucking her boob while she was moving up and down. She started to moan. I grabbed her head, moved closer, and kissed her lips to stop her moaning. I grabbed her ass and pounded her pussy, moving along. "You need to spell better."She stomped her foot and tossed back a glare and stuck out her tongue. He turned her chin back to the phone and she went back to typing.Roger ran his free palm over her generous mounds and cupped the right one, enjoying the feel of the silk fabric against his fingers. He nuzzled her neck and used his tongue to trace the curve of her ear, glad that she'd taken the massive piles of blonde curls and corralled them into a ponytail.A sigh escaped Joyce and she stopped.