“And after tonight I may just forget about her entirely/” Jackie reached out her light brown hand to mine and said, “I can't honestly sat th...at I am sorry to hear that. I know you well enough, and what I have heard about you confirms it, that you are not the sort to skip ;lightly from one woman to another.” I felt a little uncomfortable at that, but I could not deny even a certain stubbornness about things like that, and nodded. “And I have been wanting,” Jackie continued, “to sleep. She battled with her mouth, trying to contain the thick spunk inside. Her cheeks ached as they swelled, and still her lips held firm to the cock. To Tammy, it wasn't about disappointing Jay. To her, this well wasn't filled with mere water. Tammy enjoyed the cream like cooking connoisseurs might enjoy a rare, aged Chianti. The kind that was 17 years in the making. Enjoying it in wads. She refused to spill a drop, and willed her mind and mouth to cooperate. Finally, after 45 seconds of. Meanwhile, Michelle grinded her pussy against her brother’s face while she played with her nipples, squeezing them one second and then kneading her whole breast the next.When he snuck looks up as his sister, he saw that she had squeezed her eyes shut and was breathing in and out in quick gasps. He sucked harder on her sensitive clit, causing her to moan louder. Michelle’s head rolled to its side, her body too busy focusing on enjoying Jason’s tongue to bother to keep its head up straight.While. ”“I hate to say this, but if my wife holds your clitty for forty-five more seconds, I’m going to declare you my wench and take you home for my very own.”“May I ask what that would entail for the wench in question, sir?”“Work, lass, long hard hours, poring over miles and miles of ledgers, 20 hours a day, with no breaks, save Marta’s cookies, Lena’s hot cocoa, and a back or shoulder rub from my wife now and again.”“I can sign up now, I suppose, or do I need to wait until the sun rises, sir?.