Chapter 3

I could even feel Jenny’s tongue occasionally licking and lapping at my

shaft as I slowly plunged into Susan’s cunt from behind her.

Bent over as she was, Susan was now tweaking and pulling on Jenny’s fat

tit-nips. She had each one of them in hand and was alternately twisting and

pulling them, literally lifting them off her bust about as far as she could

without doing serious harm to Jenny’s nipples.

It was the catalyst that caused the damn to burst.

I saw Jenny’s body go into that tense seizure for a millisecond that she so

often achieved right before climaxing.

“Now Rob!” I yelled. “Fuck her...