“You were right Febe. Salty but its OK.” she said. I brought them both up to stand in front of me and kissed them both passionately. We dried off and stretched out on the old Four Poster. I lay in the middle with Febe to my left and a very affectionate Luciana to my right. She feet was running her hands all over me. Exploring everything she came across and she came to my cock and held it in her hand and inspected it closely. Lifting my balls to gauge the weight and kissing along my shaft. While she was indian doing this Febe was not idle and moved my hand down till it was cupping her mound. I inserted a finger inside her very moist pussy and she growled at me. I need your cock inside me NOW.” She wriggled down and mounted me with the help of Luciana who held my cock upright so Febe could lower self down till our hips met. She moved back and forth pressing her clit against my pubic bone and moaning. Luciana sat beside me looking at Febe move and rotate her hips, studying how she moved and the look on her face when she did this or that. Wanting to take her place and feel what she was feeling. I got Luciana's attention and indicated for her to mount my face facing Febe. She moved around and lowered her sweet muff onto my waiting mouth. She tasted as good as she looked. She had a small pussy. Shaved bare and she was dripping wet. I lapped at her like a starving man moving her hips back and forth so that I could nibble on her clit as well. I heard the girls whispering and then kissing sounds. I could hear Febe getting closer and closer to Cumming and Luciana started to press harder against my chin. They both seemed top cum at the same time shaking and shuddering and spilling their juices over me. Then all was still for some time just catching their breath and hugging and lightly kissing each other. “What would your daughter like?” Dylan said, feet looking straight at me. "Are you gay?" he asked inquisitively, needing me to confirm it. “A submissive?” Maylin and Juanita passed my seat without even glancing in my direction. She, kissing Jen, declared herself the winner but of what I was not sure. Amit stopped. It must not be indian affecting her as badly as her exhaustion is, because she’s breathing evenly within the minute. There was no denying it. Her bare flat chest pokes out it’s little nipples at me. She looks unbearably cute! It turns out Jessica was not a virgin--she had sex with her boyfriend when she was 15. To my “I told the client I'd send in our next masseuse.