Oliver leaned over and took Ian's cockhead into his mouth, extracting the last of the cum, then licking up and down the shaft to clean off the combine... juices. His own cock was throbbing mightily and still leaking large amounts of pre-cum. He gathered more on his fingers and offered them to Ian, who accepted them gratefully and licked and sucked them clean.He looked at Angie's gaping puffy cunt out of which Ian's cum was slowly oozing. He bent over and placed his tongue at the bottom to catch. “Do the clients ever fool around with the models?” Monica wanted to know.“Yes, they do. The lingerie models aren’t high fashion models. Some of them are escort girls and fuck to make a living. Others are amateurs, trying to break into the business. All of them I’ve seen are as beautiful as any girl who walks for VS. Almost all are poor enough to be willing to do most anything for a nice tip. Besides, they are all European or Asian girls, and they have a more sensible attitude about sex than. I rolled some joints.She came and sat on my lap. She lit a joint and offered it to me. The joint was colored with her lipstick. I was smoking, and she was rubbing my nipples. She opened my shirt, and suddenly she got up and started dancing.I went to her, held her, and said in her ears, “You are looking incredible, mom. I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life. I never knew there was so much fun in living with a woman.”She said, “Continue. I like it.”I said, “You are such a hot woman.. How would you like to have lunch with us?”“Oh, eh, yeah, sure.”“Gee, you could try and sound enthusiastic!” Charlie was grinning. I grinned back at both of them.“Where do you want to go?” I asked quietly.“Oh, we know just the place” Charlie beamed.“So how do you two know each other?” I had been dying to find out just how come the unlikely pair were such good friends ever since I’d seen that quick kiss the day before. In fact, I’d been a bit curious even before that.“Girl Guides,” Charlie said.