Getting A Handjob With Rubber Gloves On POV

The next pov morning when I woke up, I found myself in bed with both handjob Jill and Dakota once again. Jill faced away from my back and Dakota was all snuggled into me with her cute ass pushed up against my groin. Once again, my bladder ruled my brain urging me to head to the bathroom. I quietly moved out of the bed and into the bathroom. After finishing my morning duties, I washed my hands and came out of the bathroom looking at my two lovelies still sleeping. I put on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and headed out to the kitchen grabbing my phone off the charger on the way out. Once in the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of juice and just sat at the kitchen table seeing Bobby and Sammy still putting things away from yesterday’s party. Looking at all they were still putting away, I just figured that my boy John would be in left-over heaven. Both Jennifer and Sharon came out to the kitchen as well. Each one kissed me before they sat down. Bobby flicked the switch and the coffee pot roared to life making both ladies smile. As we sat there, I asked, “Ladies, is it me or has John been looking and acting much more mature?” Jennifer started, “Are you kidding us, David? He’s been trying so hard these past few months to emulate you that how could he NOT look and act more mature. Holy crap, you are old enough to really be his Father, and for that, I am so thankful. Many times, when I hear Dakota call you ‘Daddy’ I think that maybe John should be calling you the same thing. You have done more for him in the past few Brunette months than his biological Father ever did,” she says to me with a big smile on her face. Sharon adds, “Jeeze David, he dresses like you, he shaves every day even on Sunday, he handles himself in a much more mature manner, he has shown you and Jill that he is really responsible and when times got a bit small tits scary he buckled down and made sure all of us ladies were safe and secure, starting with Jennifer and Diane,” she says before leaning into me and giving me a kiss. Seeing Sharon do that, caused Jennifer to do the same. I looked at the clock and saw that it was nearly 8 am. I had to think a moment latex as to what day it was, but then remembered it was Sunday. I heard a knock at the front door. Jennifer got up and went to the door, opening it carefully. A large man with half an unlit cigar in his mouth showed her his FBI identification. She asked why he was here, and he told her that he needed to speak to me. She called out to me. A cock made for a real woman. “Yeas, I bought one of these for myself; I thought that we could all go somewhere wearing then, swap controls and try to embarrass each other just for a laugh.” Baby Girl giggled and said Daddy this should be good, but she wants you to help, ok but who is it, she said sorry Daddy, its Dixie. "Of course, Baby," Lisa Brunette said, standing back up and then getting on top of the bed on all fours, with her butt stuck up in the air in a doggie style position. She was powerless to stop him and was disgusted with the situation, her nephew finger fucking her pussy that was dripping pussy juice. All she could do was lick the pov guy’s balls and asshole, and hope Mandy wouldn’t have sucked him dry before she had her chance to blow his cock. Do you understand? “Don't touch yourself. His eyes were glued to them. She was the one who wanted to do it in bizarre places... restaurants, theaters, churches, traveling down handjob the highway. He fucked me like this for almost 15 minutes and then he pulled out of me and sat down on latex the top bench in front of me. I started to suck his cock again tasting my own ass juices and all of our sweat. We’re going to make this company so much fucking money they’ll have to small tits carry it to the bank in dump trucks.” I say laughing out loud. She insisted I never shaved my balls, so they were hairier than ever and she looked perfect as she sucked on them one at a time.