Surely enough, Bree and Claudette where hitting me with their breasts, accompanied by the sound of laughter. She looked at me and tapped my cheek with her fingers. “How is he doing down there? “You disobedient playtoy! “What about it?” I asked. If I had known you were planning to—mmmph” That’s when I felt Bree’s other breast slap me across the face and enter my mouth. I knocked on the door. She seemed to have a quicker recovery than me, and the two of them locked lips as if they were sharing my cum. I began to pinch her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, hearing her moans get louder as I sucked harder and harder. After all, she ordered me before not to speak. Inside was a letter. As a result, I let out a louder moan, though said moan was still muffled by Bree’s breast.
