Kristin's reddened face nodded. Climbing off Joseph's leg, Anita scooted in front of Joseph and Anita, heading for the toilet nearby, in fact too near...by because anyone who needed to use it would have a hard time avoiding the sight of the threesome's lovemaking. "I'll be back in a minute," she said. While she was gone, Kristin continued stroking Joseph's cock, staring at it as it responded to her caresses, awed by its size, at least two inches longer and half an inch thicker than the only other. He kissed me deeply again. His hands went to my breasts and squeezed and kneaded them. He broke our kiss to move down and suck on the nipple of the breast he was holding. These were the same breasts he had nursed from as a baby. He had been fascinated with them and since puberty had stared at them quite often. At the moment he couldn't get enough of them. I guess since he now had unlimited access to my boobs he was making up for lost time. He had both of my nipples very erect and sensitive. I. ”“Mmm, please, please, give it to me, I want it, I need it,” you moan. Pleased, I place my cock in your mouth, let you begin to suck at it, let you taste my precum. I thrust into your throat, slowly at first, being kind enough to not choke you with my penis. I fuck your mouth, simultaneously rough and caring. In a moment I can stop, as you’re working your mouth up and down my cock…my hands slide down and grab your breasts, kneading them. You squirm and writhe under my touch, never taking. Her badge, normally in a holder for her belt, had been put on a uniform shirt for court appearance, so she had grabbed that shirt and put in on. She had pulled on her jeans and then laced up her ankle length work boots. Only then had she discovered the jeans she had put on were not the loose comfortable ones she normally wore but the one size too small ones she wore when they went out dancing. Refusing to take her boots back off she had managed to zip them up while holding her breath. She had.