I pulled them apart and looked at the two women. “I hoped the key might open the locket,” I said, lying.“Oh, too bad,” Mrs. Hartwell said.Lisa... bit her lower lip while looking at the locket. “I would love to get something like that for Christmas.” In a subtle move with her hand on my side, she drew a line over her cleavage, indicating where the locket would hang.I smiled but I didn’t give it to her. “If I gave you one, would you wear it?”She looked up at me with light in her eyes and nodded.. I was sitting down and he walked over, cock basically in my face, an gave me my drink.I then said you really weren’t messing abou being 3-4 inches bigger than Darren Wer you!! (I was drunk, not something I’d do or say) jay then said “haha didn I tell u that”Right then he whipped it out of his boxers and shook it in front of my face. The fucking size of it, it was almost 2 of Darren’s cock. His next words were “touch it” and been drunk I didn’t think twice, I grabbed it and omg the width and. I laid them out on the bed for her, along with a pair of her knee high boots. I told her that when she came out the bath, she had to wear what was on her bed. I sat through the lounge waiting on her coming down the stairs, candles lit, and just a chair from the dining table in the middle of the lounge. A few minutes later, she came in, wearing exactly what I told her, and looked amazing, the top of her stockings showing just under the shirt, and her had just buttoned up the shirt enough to see. Her lovely pussy was already dripping, and I grew rock hard at the sight and at the memories of our preparation.Two months before, I began eating her to orgasm at least once a day. I lay on my stomach between her thighs, struggling to control my own orgasm as my hips rocked against the mattress. Other times, she rode my face, her body my temple, my tongue her throne. She would look at my bobbing cock and slowly stroke it, keeping it teased and leaking, but never cumming. On her period, I.