Chapter 6

"Hey, have you got a minute?" my sister asks, leaning against the doorframe of Tracy's apartment.

God knows what the mailman is thinking when his head turns in the direction of the sound. Susan is wearing one of Tracy's sexy kimonos. The lavender satin material hangs open across her breasts, displaying her ample cleavage and barely hiding her nipples. Tied with a pink ribbon around her waist it overlaps at her stomach and stops just below her bald pussy.

His mouth hangs open as his eyes travel the length of her body until they finally rest on her face where she's wearing the sexiest come hither smile he's ever seen.

"Can I as you a question?" Susan flirts.

"Uh ... yeah ... sure," he stutters, stumbling as he turns around to walk back towards her. "Anything," he adds, steadying his stride, as his eyes never leave the exposed portion of her breasts. He appears to be in his mid-twenties and his blue uniform tailor fits his slim physique.

"I was just wondering..." Susan says slowly as her hand absently caresses the inner curve of her right breast. The mailman is a foot from her, licking his lips and trying to calm his rapid heartbeat. "If a letter was mailed yesterday from that drop box, when would it arrive at its destination?"

"What?" His eyes jerk to her face as the work related question disrupts his inner fantasy. "That would depend on where it's going," he says authoritatively. He shuffles from one foot to the other as his eyes bounce from her tits to her face. The bulge in his pants isn't lost on Susan.

"Here," Susan answers, stepping closer to him. "It's coming here," she says, emphasizing the word 'coming' in a throaty whisper that makes it sound like the most erotic word in the world. As she steps through the door, her kimono gapes slightly exposing her left nipple. It's obvious by the gleam in her eye Susan's having fun with this. I doubt she's actually aroused so she must have consciously made her nipple hard before she let her kimono slip open.

"Coming? Here?" He can't seem to form whole sentences. His eyes are glued to her erect nipple as it juts out from her luscious breast and pushes the satin material nearly a half-inch away. I can't imagine what his reaction would be if he saw her smooth pussy mound.

"Yes, coming," Susan says, moving her hand from her breast and resting it on his shoulder. "You know what coming means, don't you?" she asks as her hand slides down his body and rests firmly against the bulge in his uniform pants.

"Yeh ... yeh ... yes," he pants as Susan strokes and squeezes his hard cock. She unties her kimono and lets it fall open while she glides her other hand over her hairless pussy mound.

"Good, because I need to know when I can expect a letter that was mailed from that mailbox yesterday," Susan smiles, her naked body captivating him as she rapidly jerks him off through his pants.

"Tomorrow ... or ... Wednesday," he blurts out while bucking his hips against my sister's machinations of his hidden hard-on. He must be in shock to just be standing there and not reaching for Susan's perfect tits or porcelain smooth pussy.

"Oh God!" he cries as he literally creams in his pants. Susan keeps stroking and squeezing until his hips stop jerking and then pulls her hand away.

"Will you be bringing it?" Susan asks as she swipes a finger between her pussy lips and brings it up to his mouth.

"Uh huh," henods his head as he sucks pussy juice from my sister's finger.

"Good. See you then." Susan turns and walks back into the apartment.

"What the fuck was that?" I ask, shaking my head and laughing.

"What?" she asks coyly. "The package should be here tomorrow or Wednesday," she says, sashaying into the living room but not bothering to tie her kimono.

"What do you want to do until then?" I ask, wrapping my arms around her from behind and gently caressing her succulent breasts. She doesn't answer right away but catches me off guard when she does.

"Can we call Carl?" she whispers.

Carl and Carolyn are a black couple I've gotten together with for some pretty outrageous sex parties whenever I've been near Uncle Harry's house. I made the mistake of telling my sister how Nicole and her mom enjoyed Carl's well-hung black cock and now she's obsessed with it. I have to admit I wouldn't mind seeing Carolyn again.

"Sure, I'll call Carolyn and see if we can get together," I tell my sister as I pull out my cell phone. Susan raises her eyebrows as she strokes my stiff cock through my shorts.

"Looks like you enjoyed that little show with the mailman," Susan smiles.

"Not just your show," I answer, nodding at Tracy who still walking around the house naked, exposing her lightly freckled breasts and her neatly trimmed red pubes as she dusts tables and straightens up some magazines.

"Talk to me," Carl answers on the second ring, pulling my attention away from my sister and our naked host. Susan steps back and watches me anxiously.

"Carl, it's Nick. How's it going?" I ask into the receiver while I watch Tracy bend over to pick up a subscription card that fell from one of the magazines. Her dimpled ass with its smattering of freckles, looks very inviting and my cock maintains it's curious arousal.

"Hey Nick, you can only be calling for one reason," he says. "Nicole must really miss me, huh?" he laughs.

"Well, it's not Nicole but I have someone even sexier who'd love to meet you." I answer enthusiastically. Susan almost giggles as she bounces excitedly on the balls of her feet.

"Of course you do, Nick." Carl laughs. "When shall we come over?"

"Well that's the thing, Carl. We can't meet at my place. Is there any chance we can come over there?" I ask. I've never been to Carl and Carolyn's house but with mom and dad at Uncle Harry's our options are limited.

"Carolyn's not home right now, buddy, but let me ask her and call you back. Is this a good number to reach you?" he asks.

"Yeah, it's my cell. Hopefully we can get together later today or sometime tomorrow. You're going to love Susan," I assure him.

"No doubt, Nick. You've never disappointed me," he laughs again. "Carolyn should be back shortly. We'll call you back, Nick." Carl hangs up and Susan squeezes my stiff cock.

"Well?" she asks as I close my cell phone.

"They're going to call us back. Carolyn's not home but Carl sounded pretty excited." I tell her.

"Thank you, Nick," Susan flings her arms around me and starts undoing my shorts as she pushes her tongue into my mouth. The good thing about having complete control over your libido is that neither my sister nor I have to worry about saving ourselves for later. I can get and stay hard whenever I want and she can orgasm at will so we can fuck all day and still be ready for Carl and Carolyn.

"Want to include our hostess?" I ask, breaking the kiss while I shed my clothes and Susan drops her kimono on the floor.

"Not unless you want to," she whispers conspiratorially. After sucking and fucking as a threesome most of last night and with the potential for group sex later, I'm glad this is just going to be my sister and I. We ignore Tracy while we kiss and grope our way to her bedroom.

"Teasing that mailman really made me horny!" Susan exclaims as she pushes me onto the bed and crawls up on top of me. Sprawling across my body with her tits crushed against my chest, she starts rocking her slick pussy along the length of my shaft.

"That was pretty erotic," I answer, cupping her ass cheeks and trying to sandwich my cockhead between her wet pussy lips.

"You're okay with me and Carl and all that?" she asks, looking intently into my eyes.

"I've never shared you with another guy before," I answer honestly. "I guess I know how you felt when I went over to Sherrie's that one time."

"But you shared Nicole with Carl?" she asks with a puzzled look on her face. Susan pushes herself up into a sitting position and wiggles her slippery pussy along the length of my cock.

"Hey, don't ask me to explain it. I'm just telling you how I feel," I answer, as the bell-shaped head of my cock slips between her hot pussy lips. Grabbing her waist, I pull her down while I thrust upward and sink the rest of my cock into her juicy snatch.

"Mmmmm." Susan moans as I impale her on my rigid shaft and she squeezes her vaginal muscles around me. Just as we start getting a familiar rhythm going Tracy walks in with my cell phone chirping in her hand.

"Your phone is ringing," she says handing it to me like I was sitting in a chair watching TV.

"Answer it!" Susan says, picking up the pace of her ride. "It might be Carl!"

"Hello," I blurt as Susan's rocking rhythm nearly takes my breath.

"Hey Nick, it's Carolyn," the sexy voice answers. "Carl says you want to get together over here."

"Yeah," I keep my answers monosyllabic as Susan works us both into a sexual sweat.

"The thing is, Nick, I've invited Earl and Denise for dinner. You're welcome to join us with your lady friend but I don't think they're ready for anything else," she laughs. Earl is Carl's brother and Carolyn has been having an affair with him for some time while Carl was having an affair with Denise. When I discovered this with some transmitter-induced honesty, I suggested they bring it out into the open. Last I heard they were all cool with sharing but not with group sex.

"Still haven't overcome that inhibition, huh?" I ask all in one quick gush. Susan has me about to shoot my load into her over-heated pussy, I'm just waiting for her to get there first.

"No way. But hey come over anyway. Denise was pretty interested when I told her about your staying power and Earl's a guy so who knows what will happen.

"What ... time?" I barely manage as Susan nearly bounces off my cock and then drives her feverish pussy back down around it.

"Are you alright, Nick?" Carolyn asks.

"Yeah, just ... getting ... warmed ... up ... for ... later!" I pant each word as I fervently buck my hips up in rhythm with my sister's pounding.

"You are incorrigible!" Carolyn says. "Call me when you're done and I'll give you the address." The phone goes dead and I concentrate on fucking my sister.

"Now that you're off the phone, let's finish big!" Susan smiles. Damnit! While I've been waiting for her to finish, she's been purposely holding back.

"You are insane!" I finally release my load and Susan clamps her pussy around my cock. Jerkily spewing a huge fountain of cum inside my sister's quivering pussy, I pull her down against my chest. We lie there trembling against each other.

I call Carolyn back and she gives me directions. We arrange to be at their house at five. It's Susan's idea to bring Tracy with us.

"That way Carl and Earl can each have a white girl," she says in a mock southern accent. My only response is a big smile because that means I'm left with Carolyn and Denise. Who can argue with that? I give Tracy a transmitter command to be receptive to any sexual advances; white or black, male or female.

Carl and Carolyn live in a typical middle class neighborhood with self-maintained lawns and more SUVs than sedans. Carl answers the door, shakes my hand and turns towards Susan.

"Hello," he says, openly appraising my sister's appearance. "I'm Carl."

"Susan," my sister says, extending her hand. Carl takes her hand but instead of shaking it, pulls her into a tight embrace, crushing her breasts against his chest. Susan grabs Carl's arms but instead of pushing him away, she squeezes his upper arm muscles and explores his broad back.

"Uh ... Carl," I interrupt them. "This is Tracy." Carl hesitates then pulls his eyes away from Susan's face to look at Tracy.

"Two?" Carl smiles. "You brought two women?" He shifts Susan to his side with one arm wrapped around her and pulls Tracy into their embrace. Kissing her lightly on the cheek, he turns the threesome towards the living room and walks in with one arm around each woman.

"Look what I found," he smiles. I follow him to a dining area that opens off the living room and see him addressing a young black couple sitting at the table.

Earl is younger than Carl with broader shoulders and when he stands up towers over his brother by a couple of inches. His smile indicates that he knows why we're here. He walks over and Carl introduces him to Susan and Tracy. Forgotten in the background, his wife sits anxiously by herself. I step over to the table and introduce myself.

"Hi, I'm Nick," I say extending my hand to the beautiful woman sitting at the table.

"Hi Nick, I've heard a lot about you from Carolyn," she blushes. "I'm Denise." I'm the one who should be blushing as I grasp her soft hand. She is absolutely stunning. Her light brown skin is the color of coffee with just a touch of cream and her long, black hair, hanging in loose curls around her shoulders, has subtle highlights that nearly match her skin color.

"Uh ... hi," I stammer as I stare at her deep brown eyes. Her face has the look of a supermodel with her exquisite make up, accented by her slightly arched eyebrows and lush red lips. I'm still holding her hand when Carolyn enters from the kitchen carrying casserole.

"Nick!" she hurriedly places the casserole on the table and turns to give me a hug. My eyes are still on Denise when Carolyn pulls me against her lush breasts and plants a big wet kiss on my lips. Her tongue slips between my lips and I close my eyes as I cup her firm, round ass cheeks.

"I've missed you," she says, breaking the kiss. From the corner of my eye I see Denise watching us curiously.

"I've missed you, too." I answer honestly. Damn! No wonder Carl was fucking his sister-in-law. I can't wait to see Denise naked.

"Dinner's ready, everyone," Carolyn calls into the living room. Carl still has his arms around Susan and Tracy while they are all laughing at something Earl is saying. Susan sits between Carl and Earl on one side of the table, Denise takes the end and I'm sandwiched between Carolyn and Tracy on the other side. Everyone readily digs into the food, engaging in non-intimate small talk between bites.

"How did you guys meet?" Denise asks as she swallows a bite of bread.

"We met at the mall," Carolyn answers without letting on that we fucked in the parking lot as soon as we met. Carolyn thinks she just impulsively came onto me but in reality she was under the influence of the transmitter.

"Carolyn works in the department store," I add, making it sound like that's where we met.

"Denise wants to be a model," Carolyn tells us, intentionally changing the subject.

"Really?" Tracy asks. "Do you have a portfolio?"

"Sure. Why?" Denise answers.

"Tracy works for Harrison & Associates," I answer. "They specialize..." Denise cuts me off mid-sentence.

"I know who they are," she says excitedly. "Ohmygod! You really work there?" she asks Tracy.

"Yes," Tracy smiles. "Nick's dad is Daryl Harrison.

"Wow! Really?" Denise smiles at me like it's Christmas morning and I just became her favorite present. Who knew dad's reputation was so widespread or so helpful? I just stare at her beautiful smiling face.

"Can I see your portfolio?" Tracy asks.

"I have one in the car." Denise jumps up from the table, dropping her napkin on her plate. It's the first time I've seen her standing up and she's every bit as desirous as I imagined. Her short denim skirt fits snugly against her round ass cheeks and her grapefruit-sized tits bounce appreciably as she runs out of the room.

"Nick, I didn't know you were connected to a modeling agency," Carolyn says.

"That explains a lot," Carl smiles, looking from Susan to Tracy.

"Tracy is the first woman you've seen me with who's connected with the agency," I say defensively.

"Are you disappointed I'm not a supermodel, Carl?" Susan teases.

"Not at all!" he exclaims, leaning over and giving her a kiss on the cheek. I watch Susan slip one hand under the table as she smiles at Carl.

Denise rushes in with a large portfolio and sets it in front of Tracy. Thumbing casually through the pictures, Tracy is nodding and smiling as she appraises Denise's portfolio.

Carl is smiling and squirming in his seat as my sister turns her attention to Earl. Her other hand disappears below the table as she leans over and whispers something in his ear. From the smiles on the brother's faces I can imagine what my sister is doing with her hands.

"No nudes?" Tracy asks suddenly, snapping my attention back to Denise.

"N-no," Denise stammers.

"Who took these?" Tracy asks, flipping back through the pictures. "They're awfully good."

"Carl took them," Carolyn says. "He has his own photography business. That's how he and Denise ... um." I smile at Carl who has his arm around Susan and is rocking in his chair. So he hooked up with his sister-in-law when he was taking pictures for her portfolio? Interesting.

"We don't usually consider models unless they submit nudes," Tracy says matter-of-factly. "Do you object to posing nude?"

"Well, I guess not," Denise glances at her husband as she answers. Earl is barely paying attention and he just smiles back with a kind of lopsided grin. "I didn't know they were that important." Denise adds, turning back towards Tracy.

"Well we can do without pictures if we have access to the live model," Tracy says, her eyes traveling up and down Denise's body. "You can just show me what you've got." Tracy stands up and leads Denise away from the table.

"You mean now?" Denise asks, looking back at the faces around the table.

"Why not?" Tracy asks. "If you get a modeling job you'll be flaunting yourself in front of more people than this," she informs her.

"It's okay, babe," Earl says encouragingly, as he nuzzles his face against Susan's neck.

"Let's go into the living room," Tracy says. "You can enter from the kitchen and pretend this pathway here is your runway." Tracy points to a path from the kitchen to the living room.

"I don't know," Denise says, looking at Carolyn imploringly.

"It's up to you, honey," Carolyn says. "I'm going to be naked sometime tonight. I don't mind joining you if it'll make you feel more comfortable."

"I will, too!" Susan says, standing up and pulling her blouse out of her skirt.

"Wait! Wait!" Denise shouts, raising her hand. "Let's not all get naked just yet. I need to think about this."

"Why doesn't everyone go into the living room and give Denise a chance to think this through," I suggest, pulling the transmitter out of my pocket. Standing up, I start ushering everyone out of the room while putting the earbuds in my ears. Susan starts unbuttoning her blouse as she leads Carl and Earl into the living room.

When the others are gone, I dial in Denise's frequency and press the button. Kneeling next to her chair, I speak softly so she's the only one who can hear.

"Denise, you will have zero inhibitions about getting naked around any of the people in this house. Tonight only, you will welcome all sexual advances; black or white, male or female and have the most explosive orgasms of your life. When this is over, you will always welcome a foursome with Carl, Earl and Carolyn." I push the button and join the others in the living room, taking a big overstuffed chair next to the couch.

Susan, having shed her blouse and bra, is sitting on the couch between Carl and Earl. I watch her put her arms around their necks and pull them down towards her hefty tits. As they each suck a nipple into their mouths, Denise enters the living room and does a slow striptease in front of them. Susan leans her head back, mildly shuddering as the two large black men suck on her taut nipples.

Carolyn slides onto my lap just as Denise drops her blouse to the floor. Tracy stands to the side, appraising Denise's moves as I wrap my arms around Carolyn and start undoing the buttons on her top. Keeping my eyes on Denise's light pink satin bra, I undress Carolyn like a blind man reading Braille.

"You've had them both, Denise," Susan says, drawing everyone's eyes towards the couch. "Which of these guys should stretch me out for the other one?" Susan is stroking the bulges in each of their pants while they continue to feast on her succulent breasts.

"You shouldn't ask an embarrassing question like that in front of them," Carolyn admonishes Susan. Carolyn's dark blouse and black bra are on the floor next to the chair and I'm squeezing and massaging her massive tits while she speaks.

"Neither one of these guys has anything to be ashamed of," Susan says squeezing their hard cocks through their pants. "Besides the smaller of the two gets to be first," she smiles.

"Do Carl first," Denise says while unzipping her skirt and slowly lowering it to the floor. Gently swaying back and forth in her matching bra and panties, she cups her succulent breasts and gives them a quick squeeze before unfastening the front of her bra and shaking it off her shoulders.

Holy shit! Unlike Carolyn whose skin tone transitions from light to dark across different parts of her body, Denise's skin is an even colored light mocha everywhere. At least, everywhere I can see. Her tits are so perfect they look like they were airbrushed and color-corrected, like you would see in a men's magazine. I continue to squeeze and pinch Carolyn's nipples but I'm staring at her sister-in-law's thick nubs, jutting out from large black areolae. My cock is straining against the confines of my jeans and pushing against Carolyn's ass.

"Okay fellas," Susan says. "Time to see what you're packing." She pushes their faces away from her chest and motions for them to get undressed. Neither one hesitates stripping off their clothes while they drool over my sister's bare chest. Her aroused nipples are bright pink from being sucked and nibbled and she watches intently as Carl and Earl do a double striptease just for her.

Denise meanwhile is pulling her pink panties down revealing the most beautifully trimmed bush I have ever seen. A perfect black oval of tightly curled pubic hair surrounds her thick pussy lips, already glistening with moisture. The oval seems to extend about an inch all the way around her pussy and Tracy can't restrain herself from touching it. Stepping closer, she runs her fingers through the patch of hair encircling Denise's pussy.

"Very nice," she breathes, continuing to caress Denise's pussy while she rubs her cheek against Denise's perfect breasts.

"Damn! You guys," Susan bellows, again drawing the attention of the whole room. Carl and Earl are standing up, facing Susan. They're both stark naked and her eyes are darting between the two erect black cocks pointing at her. I knew Carl was big, but fuck! Earl is hung like a fucking horse. His huge cock is both thicker and longer than his brother's and it reminds me of the football player who fucked Danae.

Susan scoots forward on the couch, taking a giant cock in each hand and rubbing them against her cheeks. Carl and Earl each let out a small moan as my sister starts stroking up and down the length of their long shafts.

"I can barely get my hand around you two," Susan whispers as she turns her head towards Carl and flicks her tongue against his cockhead. He's still moaning his approval when she turns and does the same thing to Earl. Turning her head from side to side and corkscrewing her hands up and down the two black cocks, she slathers her tongue all over their cockheads.

When I turn back to Denise, Tracy has her spread eagle on the floor with her knees pulled slightly up. Tracy quickly strips off her own clothes and slides her body over the would-be model. The stark contrast between Tracy's white, freckled skin and Denise's dark exotic coloring is the stuff of which wet dreams are made.

"Come on, lover," Carolyn says. "We're the only ones dressed. Would you like to see my bedroom?" she smiles. Normally I would jump at the chance to take Carolyn to a bed, but I really want to watch the action here in the living room.

"Can we see your bedroom later?" I ask. "I'd really like to stay here and see what happens." I kiss her neck and start working my hand into the waistband of her pants.

"Let me help," Carolyn says, pulling her side zipper down as she stands up. Quickly pulling her panties down with her pants, she kicks them aside and starts working on my belt buckle.

Susan is sucking two cocks, or at least rapidly alternating between them. Carl and Earl are thrusting their massive, saliva-coated tools at her as she slides first one into her mouth and then the other, slobbering all over their bulbous cockheads.

"Oh fuck!" Carl cries, you sure know how to suck a cock, girl!"

I'll say!" Earl pants.

"Time to see if this thing fits inside of me," Susan says, pulling Carl by his cock and pushing him down onto the couch. She's still stroking Earl's horse-length dick as she swings her leg over Carl and positions her pussy over the tip of it. Pausing for a second, I see her shudder as she undoubtedly gives herself a quick lubricating orgasm. Smart thinking, Sis.

"You're next, Earl," Susan says, releasing his cock so she can concentrate on Carl's extra large member. Rubbing his cockhead between her pussy lips she slowly starts lowering herself down.

"Oh God!" Carl breathes. "You are so fucking hot! And so damn tight!" Susan glances over her shoulder at me as she inches down and I watch her pussy stretch to accommodate Carl's thick cock. I've discarded my clothes and I'm kneeling on the floor in front of Carolyn's chair. With one leg over each arm of the chair, Carolyn's thick pussy lips are stretched apart revealing her tasty pink center.

Susan is about three quarters of the way down Carl's thick shaft, rocking her hips as she inches more of it inside her stretched out pussy. Her face is pulled into a tight grimace as she eases it in. I keep my eye on her as I flick my tongue along Carolyn's juicy pussy lips teasing her aroused pussy.

"Oh yeah!" Carolyn sighs, sliding forward in the chair and humping her pussy against my mouth. I watch Susan finish impaling herself on Carl's hard cock and start a slow motion rhythm, barely undulating her hips as Carl hungrily sucks her tits. Closing my eyes, I bury my face in Carolyn's eager pussy, quickly lapping up her delectable juices and then wrapping my lips around her engorged clit.

"Oh Nick!" Carolyn cries, grabbing me by the hair and slamming my face tighter against her horny pussy. Sliding two fingers into her sizzling opening, I suck on her clit and tease it lightly with my tongue.

"Oh! God! Nick! Don't stop! Don't fucking stop!" Carolyn cries as she rocks feverishly against my mouth. "Ohhhhhhh! Nick! Ohhh! ArrrrrgggggghhhhhHHHHHH!" Carolyn clamps her dark thighs around my head as her orgasm floods her pussy with fresh cream. Pushing her legs apart, I drink her delicious nectar, licking inside and all around her sweltering pussy.

When she finally relaxes, collapsing back into the chair, I pull her to her feet and turn her around, bending her over the chair. She spreads her legs and gives her gorgeous black ass a little wiggle to let me know she's ready. My cock is so hard it's throbbing as I align it with her sopping wet pussy. Grabbing her hips, I slam into her in one slick stroke.

"Oh yeah! Fuck me Nick!" Carolyn demands, lowering her head and reaching her right hand back between her legs. As Carolyn rubs her clit, I swell my cock to its fullest size and glide in and out of her well-lubricated pussy. I consciously reduce my sensitivity so I don't cum too soon and take a minute to survey the living room.

Susan is bouncing wildly on Carl's big cock, slamming herself down like she's trying to break it. Earl is staring slack-jawed at his wife, writhing on the floor while Tracy eats her pussy like a pro. Denise is squeezing her own tits and pulling her black nipples out from her large areolas.

"You should suck on her nipples, Earl," I offer, nodding towards his wife, lying spread-eagle on the floor. I pick up the pace and start vigorously fucking Carolyn's fiery pussy. Earl looks at me pounding into his sister-in-law, then at Susan with her pussy assaulting his brother's thick cock and shrugs his shoulders as he gets down on the floor and crawls over to his wife.

Earl gently removes Denise's hands from her beautiful breasts and lowers his lips around the closest nipple. Massaging her other breast with his hand, he sucks on his wife's thick black nipple while Tracy uses her talented tongue on Denise's pussy.

"Yeah, Honey! Suck my nipples!" Denise coos, causing Tracy to look up from between Denise's legs to see what's happening. When she spots Earl lying on his side, raised up on one elbow to suck on his wife's tits, she reaches her hand over, encircling his massive black hard-on with her slender white fingers.

"Oooohhh!" Earl exclaims without taking his mouth from Denise's nipple. He rocks his hips as Tracy expertly corkscrews her hand up and down his impressively large shaft. With her husband sucking her nipples and Tracy licking her pussy, Denise's orgasm builds to a heart pounding peak. Of course, the transmitter suggestion doesn't hurt either.