“Sorry I got to go soon, Matthew,” Heather apologised, and immediately he began to regret the choice. “Show me her pussy.”
Jo pulled at the panties so hard that eventually they tore at the crotch, coming away in her hand to reveal Beth’s beautiful timmed black-haired pussy in all its glory. Sex “Noooooo,” Beth appealed from beneath her sister. Apparently, prior to his death Matthew’s father had taken a stake in the business. He turned aside in profile, closed an eye and held his thumb and forefinger in a gun shape. The host’s approach brought to an end their sideshow. Not that that the slut part was completely without appeal. Five two in heels, she was pencil slim and exuded confidence, the sort of girl that knew what she wanted and more importantly how to get it. Thankfully, she was with a group of women, still at the table and chatting merrily, busily engaged. “Oh please tell her to stop, Matthew,” Beth pleaded. Steeling herself, Beth pressed her tongue to the centre and dabbed it back and forth. “We just picking up where Matthew’s father left off,” replied Johnny. Without thought, Matthew kissed the lobe tenderly, feeling the girl’s body quiver and a tiny whimper fall from her lips.
