As they got near the top of the stairs my wife said, “Oh! I hope you don’t mine the fresh cum in my pussy! It’s your fault anyway!”Amanda said..., “Fresh cum would be a pleasant change! Usually all I ever get is the next mornings dry crusted cum to eat. Mom and her friends affectionately call me ‘Douche Bag’ because I can clean their pussies out better than anyone else can.”My wife patted Amanda on her cute little ass and said, “Well ‘Douche Bag’ have I got a job for you!”Amanda asked, “How come. I stepped back and looked her over, amazed at how stunning she looked in this outfit, with new 3inch heels as well.Kalista came out and whistled at Claire and said, “Wow guys!”Mom came out, having changed and looked at Claire and couldn’t get her mouth to work, which meant the effect was complete.“ ... the final dance of the evening, ‘Feeling Good.’”The orchestra’s violins start this number, until the jazz section started and we came out with her leg up on my hip very suggestively, to applause. .. you don't mind waiting, right?" I flashed him a mischievous smile. He was sitting on the sofa, and as he was bringing his cup to his mouth, stopped in mid-sip as I came into the room dressed in a long filmy silk white nightgown. "You like?" I asked softly with a huge grin on my face. "What's not to like?" He opened his arms to make room for me to sit on his lap. He appeared to very much like the feel of my firm derriere on his lap, and I became aware of the bulge in his pants. "Thank you,. .." Now, Leear. Just lie quietly. Feel what is happening. You cannot think your way through this. You must live it."The girls surrounded me then, chattering quietly amidst the smoke, and the beat. I looked at their faces, and saw their pin-like eyes. They were well under the influence already. A couple of my good friends were in the group, but they didn't return my gaze, looking instead at the bowls and jars they carried; embarrassed perhaps. The skin on their bodies was flushed, and their.