Give me another good cum and we’ll take a shower. I wish we could shower together, but we can’t until we get back to my apartment. Fuck my pussy, ...Josey. Oh Damn, I love your cock! Kiss my titties and fuck me one more good cum before we stop!”That was when I lit in on her titties like a young calf on a momma cow. I sucked Miss Wilkins’ titties until she screamed and begged me to stop. She was pulling my hair and pushing me back at the same time, telling me that she was about cummed out. Before I. I couldnt help but stroke my cock."Stop that right now!" she snapped."did you cum in my panties!?" she asked."No I swear." Didnt I catch you looking up my skirt once?" no." I wasnt convinceing."Yes I did, and I know you were masterbating in the green room, I heardyou."you did?" yes, I came to confront you about it and I heard the sounds of someonemasterbating with what sounded like a gallon of lotion." Ok I did but dont tell the supervisor." Did you cum good. she said sarcasticlyWith all this. . you know, I am not a fan of things that aren't... real, you know? In order to make your dad come back, I would have had to change his mind, most likely complete personality, for it to go well. I hate mind changing spells. These kind of things are a moral wall for me, which I will not get past. And for your other question, I decided that I will not be happy with making my life too easy. You see, millionaires have nothing to worry about, and make others do things for them. Basically the perfect. The blonde was about 5'9" with perky tits and a trimmed bush. The redhead, still gasping for air, was the prime one. She was 6' tall or more with long legs. She had a slender body, lighly freckled, and her c-cup tits barely drooped. Her aureolae were huge and jutted outward sporting obscenely long nipples. All were gorgeous but the redhead was the stuff of wet dreams."On your knees, cunts". They flopped to their knees and I stood close before them with my cock in their faces. "You now exist.