I could tell she was dragging my cock against her clit. She was begging me not to cum yet, but thanks to my earlier draining, I was doing okay.Her bo...dy was gripping mine so tightly, as though she needed to feel every centimeter of my shaft as it slid into and out of her body. As she pushed backward and my cock dragged against her clit, she would push herself down onto me. She was using me for her pleasure, and it was so erotic!Soon I could tell she was getting exhausted and I used my hands to. Scott didn’t realize that, of course. And Emma certainly hadn’t. The White Queen could only achieve orgasm by knowing she was taking something that didn’t belong to her; Jean knew that once Scott and Emma had become a couple the only way Emma had been able to cum was by resorting to petty theft. The need to take made her horny as hell and despite all Scott did (and he was an amazing lover, both women would agree on that!) he couldn’t get Emma to spray all over his cock unless she had taken it. Reaching for Candy’s breast, she began to do the same for her, lifting and squeezing her lovely, pert breast and teasing her erect nipples as well. Candy moaned loudly and thrust her chest out for Gracie. “I love to have my tits played with, baby,” Candy said softly as she got lost in the moment. The two kissed deeply as their hands continued to caress and tease each other’s breasts. After what seemed like forever, Gracie broke the kiss, took a deep breath, and said, “Let’s have a drink of wine. “Oh, sorry Grandma,” I blushed, sending both hands to cover my bulge.“Is that because of me?” she asked, looking down at her own body and running her hands across her breasts. “You naught little boy, did you get hard thinking about your own grandma?”“Uh.. um.. it’s just that.. well, you’re not wearing any clothes.”“Oh my, look at me! It was so hot today, I didn’t bother to wear my sleeping gown to take my nap. Well, I’ll be, after all these years I’m still able to arouse a young man,” smiled.