'But... I don't know. I... I don't know.''Shouldn't have done that. I should've felt sick at the thought,' Tonymurmured, seemingly half to himself. 'B...ut I just needed to... to touchsomeone, and that felt... the right way.' He looked at Lance. 'I'mgoing to kiss you again, all right?''Uh... okay,' Lance said, not feeling qualified to object. Tony's lipsclamped down over his again, and, no longer quite such a hostage tosurprise, Lance was able to relax and let himself enjoy it. Yeah, hewas. She smiled and we shook hands.“you look very pretty, mona” I couldn’t stop myself from saying that. She graciously smiled and said “thank you”.As we sat down, I passed on the drinks menu to her and asked her what would she like to have. She asked for a mojito while I ordered a classic margarita and something to munch.She started off the conversation by saying, “are you really 42? You look younger.” I said, “compliments are hard to come…and I grab everything that comes my way, thank you”. We. I could feel the thick ridge of her glans sliding in2 me, opening my throat, filling me with what felt like yards of hard, throbbing black meat. when her crotch touched my lips again, she pulled her sexy ass back, dragging her fantastic tool back out of my throat until just the leaking head remained stuffed in my tight-stretched mouth. i could taste her sweet ooze every time she pulled back & her cum-hole dragged on2 my tongue, giving me a sample of what was 2 come. i couldn't wait 2 taste her. I dressed the sisters as French maids - high-heeled pumps, black stockings, frilly knickers, aprons and mobcaps - and had them serve dinner to Kim and me. Kim said she enjoyed the food - which I cooked - and took the opportunity to intimately examine the maids. Charity was shocked at first when Kim caressed her shaven quim but was soon reduced to quivering acceptance of the older woman's advances. She spilled only a few drops of wine as Kim gently fingered her to orgasm. She responded.