"Fiona laughed, "I'm pretty sure I did a lot of things you never saw me do at all."Jack nodded, smiling, "That's true. But, the thing I liked best..."... Yes?" You took my hands," said Jack quietly. "And you showed me where you wanted them to go, guided me."Fiona bit her lower lip, "I did. Didn't I?"Jack traced a pattern on her thigh, "Is there anywhere you'd like my hand to go just now?"Fiona nodded, took his wrist in both hands, and guided it slowly between her thighs. Jack's middle finger. . it was fab... I never felt nothin' like that... ever..." The ingenuous sub-teen lay there, her belly still churning, her hips making little, involuntary tics and jerks from the momentous effects on her underaged body."Now I want you to do that for me, Iris. So I can feel as good as you do." You mean? Like? With my mouth?" Yes, Iris. With your pretty, little mouth. C'mon." He stood up then, drawing the docile youngster with him. "On your knees, Iris." Unresistingly but reluctantly, the young. She didn’t sound desperate anymore. Instead, she sounded a bit scared.Bella’s eyes misted. “You are a treasure, Janie Castilain. Of course I’ll help you.”“You’ve got a line thirty deep, Captain,” Mister North said as he came through the doorway. He saw the trio of women and read the room a bit. “Am I interrupting? They can wait.”Belita looked from North to Janie. Janie took a breath and nodded. Belita turned back to North. “We’re ready.”North waved the first sailor in. The man who came through. I grinned and said, “Heather, why don’t you go back and make the servers happy. Tell them we would each like a free margarita.”She nodded and left. Moments later, two large margaritas appeared. Heather was gone for half an hour. She returned grinning. “One of the girls likes cream pies so ate my holes out very nicely. I returned the favor to her.” I had since paid the check and we left.Upon entering the house, I bent Beth over the kitchen table and fucked her ass until I shot a big load up her.