I groaned loudly feeling her tongue circling my shaft over and over in her mouth. She began sucking me slowly her mouth very warm and wet. I gripped o...nto the couch as it felt better than any blow job I had ever gotten. She looked up at me as she slowly slid every every inch into her mouth deep throating me. She pulled my cock out only to spit on it before sucking it again. She lifted her shirt and bra exposing her large tits and placed my cock between them pressing them together and slid her. He seems to examine each nipple coming closer and closer until his tongue is on me, sucking and licking, slurping on my pale flesh the dark pink aureoles puckering at his attentions. His wife stands watching us but I can hear her breathing faster too. He smooths his hands down to my waist continuing to suck on my aching breasts then further on down hooking his fingers into the waistband of my panties, pulling them down just a little and he kisses me softly just at the start of my fuzzy hair. I. "My name is Miss Casey, by the way." Then she started unbuttoning Denise's blouse.Denise flinched and pulled away. "Wait, what are you doing," she gasped."What? I bet you were just itchin' for me to dig around in your bra, but I'm not playing your game, you're playing mine." Miss Casey didn't even pause. She continued until Denise's bra was totally exposed. "Is the list here?" she said, flipping the right cup down, twisting it inside out. Denise's large breast jiggled on top of the cup of her. Tiffany noticed that he was sending more people than normal home, and it kept her thinking about LATER. Her nipples would get hard thinking about it. She thought they were so hard that they were poking through her shirt and people noticed. She didn't care, it made her hot. She would stand their behind the counter and would brush against them with her fingers and would sigh. Well, it was late and everyone was gone except for about 3 other people that he told them he would be working with Tiffany.