The plan was for all of them to spend the night playing board games.Lori’s husband, Bob, was in London this year. Last year it was Paris. Her husban...d’s job took him all over the globe. At least she had her son to keep her company.“That’s perfect, Tim. Good job.” Tim was arranging cheese slices on a small plate. Tim is always eager to please Lori, and Lori likes to reward him for it.Lori paused from trying to open a jar of pickles as her son handed her a cocktail he made from a recipe he found. "... a spur-of the moment thing, which I credit to my companion, LisaLayne," he ad-libbed. "She and her friend, Angelina Torres, weregenerous enough to take time off from their careers in Hollywood tovisit Jim and myself this past few months and lend their moral support.You know how it is; when your muse beckons, you follow."He's quick on his feet, too. I like that in a man. I couldn't haveasked for a better cover story. Since they would not be able to placeour names, faces, or anatomies to any. He seemed content enough, but I was disappointed I didn't get to milk him dry.Eventually though, I had sucked so much cock that my lips were beginning to get numb and my knees were getting stiff from kneeling so much. "Just a couple of more," I told Patricia. So with the last couple of guys, Patricia led us to her bedroom, so we could use her bed and save my knees. I enjoyed one nice swallow from one slightly chubby but cute guy (I like a bit of a belly--if it is a smooth, nearly hairless. Smiling Linda reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. Pulling it off Marie’s shoulders, Linda let it slide down her arms and drop to the floor. "Now the panties,” whispered Linda as she hook her thumbs into the waistband of Marie’s tiny panties. She slowly rolled them off Marie’s hips and down her legs. As she stepped out of her panties, she straightened back up. Arms held at her side, Marie faced Linda to get her reaction to her naked body. Linda stared in awe at Marie’s nakedness. She.