Roberta, Molly and Ed

"The Admiral said you were good. I didn't believe her, she being a woman and all." She stroked his face. "We're gonna have some good times in this room, Eddy." She then looked at Wynn. "You ready, Molly?"

Edward turned to see Molly Wynn frigging herself, her cock pointing straight out. Not the eight inches he had just sucked, it was still of decent size. Molly walked over to them, presenting her cock to Edward. He dutifully opened his mouth as the Asian tranny fed him her cock. Molly placed her hands on the sides of his head and half-guided, half-followed, Edward as he rocked back and forth, taking her in to her balls before clamping his lips tight and pulling back. At the end of each backstroke he swished his tongue around the head. When she was ready to cum, Molly tightened her grip on Ed's head and began shooting into his mouth, keeping just the head inside his lips.

Ed kept sucking, noting the difference in taste of the first Asian he'd sucked. He wondered if all Asians tasted similarly. He knew that black cocks tasted different than white ones, and all cocks reflected the diets of their owners. Was he tasting a racial difference, or a dietary one. No matter. He was going to suck her dry, swallow her load, then clean the head and shaft with his tongue. This is what he always did, the way he'd been taught to suck cock, the way he enjoyed sucking cock.

"Aiieee!" Molly yelled as the last of her cum came out. That last bit always produced an intense feeling in her cock, causing it to twitch as she closed her eyes and saw stars. Roberta stood and removed her slip, revealing her corset-bra, hip-hugger garter belt, and stockings. She walked over to where Molly had placed her purse, opened it and took out some condoms.

"Get your clothes off, flyboy," she said, handing the condoms to Molly.

Edward began stripping. He now realized that these two knew much more about him than he had thought. Information which could have been provided only by Admiral Hruskova.