I took her carefully in my arms and carried her to the shower, still impaled on my cock. She clung to me with her arms around my neck and her legs wra...pped around my hips while I carried her, kissing my neck and my ear and telling me that was I while I started the shower. I didn’t put her down until we were both under the spray, letting my cock slip out of her tight channel only to have her start leaking. She used her internal muscles to push my cum out of her, leaning over to watch it fall to. Another in her ass. The rest jerk and watch. Her slight body bounces up and down, though her fake tits don't. The cock between her lips is deep in her throat. Spittle pours from the corners of her mouth. She gags. She wretches. Her eyes water. She doesn't make any attempt to slow down."These are our investors." Mr. Milton says. "And this is why they stick with us." He smiles. It's quite a visual.The woman pulls her mouth off the cock. Spittle and precum pour from her lips onto her thick tits.. The two of them were also going to be the main attractions when the booth opened.Francine, or Franny, Larkin was a slender girl with medium blonde hair down to her shoulders. Her friend Ellen Koerner was a completely different type of lady. She was big – well, heavy would be a more accurate way to describe her. Her hair was dark, almost black. Her body was noteworthy for her thick thighs and magnificently round and ample backside.Ellen was not at all self-conscious about her appearance as she. .and you're not Beth. I'm sorry, but I think that there's been a miscommunication. I'll be going now." and he said, "No, Beth is here, I'm Greg, her pathetic sissy husband who likes to watch college men fuck my wife while I watch and sometimes join in." I let that sink in for a minute and I said, "This is odd, but this entire thing is odd, so I'm going to go with it because you seem nice. But, to be clear, I'm straight even though I'm a CD." Greg nodded and said, "Yes, I understand, come.