“Keep reading, you nasty little slut.” He chided her. Olivia gasped as Jack fucked her eager mouth, her tongue swirling over his veined cock, his... fingers tightening in her blond curls possessively. “Fuck.” He groaned, shooting his load, the second of the night, into her mouth. It was too much, too fast. What she couldn’t swallow leaked from the corners of her mouth and down her chin, dripping onto her tits, coating her eraser hard nipples. She rested the reader on his head as he leaned. He was in no rush. At first, he was anxious to get the whole process over with, but after his first meeting with his aunt`s attorney Jenna Johnson, he began looking for excuses to call, asking about minutiae in the will just so he could hear her voice. He had met with her a couple of times in person, but he couldn`t find the right moment to ask her out. It was a tricky catch--he didn`t want to ask her out while he was still sorting his aunt`s affairs, but when they were said and done, he`d no. I licked my lips, wiggling more.“Someone's still horny,” Xera said, looking down at me. Her four-leafed clover glittered tucked behind her ear.“Want to use the ointment?” I asked her.Before Xera could answer, though the grin sliding across her face already told me what she would say, Xandra stepped before us. I blinked at the avian. She rubbed her hands together, her shoulders hunched tight.“Yes?” Xera asked with a polite tone. “Did you need something.”“Well, I was going to ask Minx,” Xandra. ” I stood up, suddenly quite turned-on by the idea of exposing my wife’s breasts. Don’t ask me why – perhaps it was the place, the moment, the day’s sun and alcohol. The fact that Cee, another woman, an older step-sister, was there fueled my actions.“What are you doing?” Cee asked, managing to sit upright on her chair without sloshing her glass of wine. She uncrossed her tanned legs beneath the thin skirt she was wearing.“Sssh.”I went behind Shy’s chair. She was fast asleep, definitely not.