Oh wait no, it now two fingers - was all just too much for her. She didn't want to be whipped with the belt but she couldn't keep her bodily waste in... anymore. With each thrust of his fingers into her she hoped the next would be the last so that she could go.He had no intention of stopping. Spitting on her pussy and her asshole ensuring a well lubricated finger fucking was happening. He had already purposed in his intentions that he was going to stop only after she gave him a reason to keep. .. see what happened. But, no ... that could produce reactions that I really didn't want to have to deal with ... at least not with Colin. So I greeted them politely enough, wondered how I could help.Surprisingly, Colin, the timid one, spoke up – probably because Rosie was too engrossed in her undoubtedly salacious thoughts, I reckoned, except that it turned out that Colin was the one with the problem. Or not a problem, exactly, it was just that at some point in the previous evening Jane, or. I had never seen this. She motioned me over. I was on my knees. She had his dick in her hands. She kissed me and stroked him. He pushed his dick between our lips, and into her mouth. His cock touched my lips. I was in complete shock and short of breath, but hard as a rock. I tried kissing her cheeks to get her to stop sucking him. ‘Oh you want to kiss me huh?’ she said. ‘Suck this.’ She pulled his dick toward me and pushed my head toward his cock. I resisted. ‘Come on.’ she said. I shook my. Jennifer took hold of my arm and squeezed to get my attention. "Yes, honey. What can I do for you?" Daddy and that woman think you're my boyfriend and Mommy's too. Is that true?"I was caught between a rock and a weird place. Sherrie was watching me with an amused glint in her eyes, and Jennifer looked at me adoringly while I struggled to come up with the right answer."Well," I said softly. "If you think I'm your boyfriend, then I must be your boyfriend, because you're so smart, you could never.