Mabel Helps Train Esme

After the delightful experience of doting, loving sex with Mabel while Julia was forced to watch - and I made sure to make extra clear how much I enjoyed being pampered by the older women - I wondered if maybe my roughness with Julia had overshot, because she didn't come into school the next day. Then I decided I didn't really care if it had overshot, and, if it had, I should go to her place to abuse her some more to really get my rocks off. When I showed up at her place, the key she'd given me in hand, I was planning to use her for a bit, then call over Kaede and Kaete, have them come up with some appropriate punishment for Julia failing to show up to school (I could have wanted to fuck her, after all).

When I opened the door, though... there wasn't anybody inside. I double checked all the rooms, even the closets, for the possibility that maybe she'd passed out or died or something, but no, the house was empty. It took me a bit to notice, but I realized that her clothing collection had taken a sharp downturn in size. She had probably fifty changes of clothes in her closet normally, a bunch of them weird cosplays with bright, popping colors - now there was more like thirty?

"Bitch ran off," I said to myself, with some irritation. Maybe she'd realized what I was planning to do? I couldn't see how she'd have figured it out now - I hadn't enjoyed telling her unconscious body that I was going to sell her to a brothel for over a month - but it was possible. I pulled out my phone to call her, but I just got to find that she'd left her phone at her place. No note, no nothing. I was really fucking angry, and I'd found that the best way to work out my anger was with sex. I decided, ultimately, to call Esme up.

"Hello, Sir," she said, as she answered the phone. "What is it that you'd like from me?"

Esme had one extremely sexy quality, which was her absolute, almost reflexive, obedience. It wasn't like Kaede or Kaete where she was clearly getting off on it, it was just like... somebody had told her that if she wanted to become a man's Pet, she should behave in a submissive manner towards that man, and she had decided to follow it through one hundred percent. "I think you and Mabel should have that study session, where she gives you some tips on fellatio - you're pretty good, but Mabel is..." I was initially unable to come up with anything to really properly describe it; however, Esme remained quiet for long enough for me to come up with something. "Very giving, which is important in fellatio."

"I understand, Sir," she responded. "Speaking of studying, in the future, am I allowed to practice using a toy? As a toy is a thing like a penis which is not your penis, I am uncertain if you would consider it infidelity in some way - if so, of course, I will not use a toy, Sir."

"You can practice sucking cock with a toy. None of your other holes, though. But today, you're going to be practicing with my cock. I'll be heading over to Mabel's - meet me there."

"Yes, Sir. Should I hang up now, or do you have more to tell me?"

"You can hang up," I told her, and she promptly did, without even saying goodbye. I let out a snort, her dorky earnestness quite appealing, and headed over to Mabel's, texting her about what was about to happen.

* * *

I was relaxing on Mabel's couch, the older woman having stripped me naked and quietly kissed and licked at my cock, staring up at me with gorgeous grey eyes, lovingly sweet as they stared up at me, when Esme finally showed up, her arrival announced by a loud rapping at the front door. "Hello?" She called out. "Is this the home of an English teacher named Mabel Mayberry?"

"Go get it," I told Mabel. She was wearing nothing but a pair of sexy pink panties, and I watched her scrumptious round ass bounce back and forth as she strode up to the door, opening it.

"Hello, Esme," she said, a warm smile on her lips. "Please, come inside. I was just warming Sam up," she explained, as my cock twitched. Esme stepped in, then spotted me sitting on the couch, my legs spread wide, and her blue eyes immediately zeroed in on my cock.

"Ah. I see. I will begin sucking his cock, then," Esme said, stepping inside as Mabel closed the door behind her.

"Hmm, is that really best?" Mabel asked. It sounded more like she was trying a bit of Socratic teaching rather than actually wondering.

"Yes, as I am here to learn how to fellate him, and people learn best by doing."

"What if he doesn't want you to suck his cock?" Mabel asked. "What if he wants you to do something else?" Esme just frowned ever so slightly, confused by the line of questioning. "Remember, his pleasure is the most important thing, and sometimes men like foreplay."

"Fellatio is considered foreplay," Esme said. "Though I have orgasmed while performing it, so I do not know if it is still considered foreplay in that situation."

Much as I was enjoying the cute show of Mabel trying to nicely say something while it flew right over Esme's head. "Ask him if there is anything you should do before you suck his cock," she explained.

"I see." Esme turned her head to me. "Is there anything that I should do before I suck your cock, Sir?"

Fuck, her 'sirs' were so very nice, it made my cock twitch to hear them, but even thinking about it, I couldn't see it fitting any of my other girls. It was like the word was just absolutely perfect for her, this sort of subtle but insistent submissiveness. "Take off your clothes, except your panties," I said, and Esme nodded, quickly stripping herself naked, folding her clothes up and putting them in a neat pile on the coffee table. She was wearing just plain gray elastic panties, which made me frown. "You should wear sexy panties, like Mabel, at all times." Esme turned to take in the clothing that Mabel was wearing. "Lace and black," I explained - knowing her, she'd probably try to find the exact same pair.

"Mabel's are pink," Esme pointed out in confusion.

"It contrasts with her dark skin; black will contrast with your light skin," I said. "Now, Esme you can get down on your knees and start sucking my cock. Mabel, you-nng-" I was reminded of how forceful Esme was when she knelt in front of me, put both hands on the back of her head, and slammed her face straight down into my groin, beginning to frantically fuck her face on my cock. It took me a couple seconds of that furious, wet movement of her mouth on my cock, pounding up and down with every passing second, my fingers digging into the couch, for me to gather the necessary presence of mind to speak up again. "Mabel, you're up," I got out, my cock twitching in Esme's mouth as she furiously facefucked herself on my cock, her fingers gripping the back of her head, her eyes starting to unfocus as saliva dribbled down out of her mouth.

Mabel approached somewhat tentatively, kneeling next to Esme as she frantically facefucked herself on my cock. The girl in question was staring ever up at me, her gaze not even flicking over to the older woman kneeling next to her. It was a sexy sight, blue eyes full of pleasure as her cheeks started to glow, her nipples nice and perky from the force of every thrust.

I reached down with both hands for her tits, giving them an appreciative squeeze, and at that point, Esme came, just twitching and moaning around my dick, managing to still keep on forcing herself up and down my cock, even though her pace became quite a bit more erratic. She was incredibly sexy like that, her tits in my hands, her expression one of raw, hot pleasure pleasure as she moaned on my cock. Given her capacity to come so easily from fellatio, I figured she had a pretty high Pokegirl admixture, too - which meant she had a pretty high chance of becoming my Pet.

Mabel started to speak at that point. "Would you mind if she slowed down, Sam?" She asked, looking up at me. Her voice was soft and tentative, as if afraid she'd offend me somehow with that question - I just responded by shaking my head. "Esme, I think you should slow down - you're chasing your orgasm too much, it's going to hurt your partner's ability to enjoy you."

Esme, much to her credit, managed to control herself, peeling up and off my cock with a wet pop. Her chin was coated in spit, her eyes hazy with lust, her cheeks a rosy pink as I continued to fondle and grope her tits while she knelt before me. "Ahm, I'm sorry, if I come too much sucking, your cock," she explained. "It's really, amazing."

"I do like it-" and not just for the implications of her future Pokegirl status, "-but I think Mabel had more to say?" I prompted.

"Yes," Mabel agreed with a little nod. "Esme, facefucking would be fine if you were more experienced, but you're not. You don't know how to fully please a man, so you're overcompensating with force. The consequence, though, is you don't learn all the little things - how to swallow around a cock, how to lick his tip, how to suck on his balls, how to use everything you can think of to pleasure him. So, try doing it slowly, and I'll give you advice as you go."

Esme had spent the whole time looking directly up into my eyes, not glancing over at Mabel as she spoke. "I understand. I will do what has been called a 'slow, loving' blowjob in the texts I've studied, for Mabel to help specialize my focus and increase my skills." She leaned forward, wrapping her lips around my cock, her cheeks hollowing as she suckled at the cockhead, the crown resting along the line of her lips. Those gorgeous blue eyes stared up at me as she suckled noisily, working my dick over with soft, repetitive motions.

"You should use your tongue, too," Mabel offered from the sidelines, and immediately, Esme's tongue flashed into action, wetly slapping against the underside of my cock. "Try multiple angles. See what he likes." Her tongue shifted its direction, brushing along my cock in a long flicking motion, then teasing my slit, playing with it as I wiggled at the sensation, gasping a bit at the sheer intensity of the feeling. She just kept it up, her tongue toying and teasing that particular spot in a way that honestly had my toes curling. "Experiment," Mabel said. "Just because you've found one spot that feels good, doesn't mean you should stop there. Try licking and sucking elsewhere."

Esme popped off for a moment, and her gaze finally left mine to flick down to my cock, as she considered my spit-slick length for a moment. Then she leaned forward, twisting her head so that her tongue ran along the crown of my cock. It was an almost scooping motion, and as she brushed past the spot near the top, it sent a particularly sharp throb of pleasure through my body. Esme paused there as a consequence, swishing her tongue back and forth, tilting my cock downward to get a better angle at that point, then trying to lick up the whole length of my dick before sliding back down. She made a few more movements of her tongue up and down my length, but she'd clearly found her two major points: right past the tip at the top of my dick, and my slit itself.

"So, what have you learned?" Mabel prompted.

"He really likes being stimulated at the meatus, and just past the glans on the top. However, he also likes it when I facefuck myself on his cock, and I cannot effectively stimulate those points while doing so." She tilted her head. "Perhaps if he sat upside down, or a very strong Pokegirl held me by the legs, it would be possible. I am not certain I have the core strength for that, however."

"That's the thing, Esme - you can't do them all. That's why you have to change things up, to better please him. But..." she paused for a moment. "Actually, I think you should try to work on the emotional element."

"The emotional element?" Esme prompted, though her gaze was on me at the moment, her fingers stroking up and down my length.

"Yes. What is it that you like most about Esme, Sam?" Mabel asked me. "It can be a physical feature, of course, but I think you find her personality attractive too, don't you?"

Esme's unwavering gaze seemed, perhaps, to focus in on me that little bit more - or maybe it was just my imagination. "Her earnestness is really cute. And her... I don't know if I'd really call her subby, but she's super obedient. Like, Bitch," I said, feeling a certain rush of annoyance at remembering her, but I kind of wanted to keep my relationship to the twins under wraps, "super submissive, but she's... doing it for her own sake, too, if that makes sense. With Esme, she just does what she's told without question or getting upset."

"I understand," Mabel agreed. "You like that she's so straightforward." I nodded. "Esme, one of the other things you can do during a blowjob, is offer commentary. Why don't you try that now? It's things like, how tasty his cock is, how lovely it feels in your throat... that sort of thing."

"Very well. Your cock is exceptionally pleasurable, Sir. I did not expect that I would love sucking it as much as I do. I believed it would be a reasonably pleasurable thing to experience, but instead, it is an orgasmic experience every time." My cock throbbed in her hand. "I should note, for clarity, that when I facefuck myself on your cock, I am merely attempting to maximize your pleasure, not my own, Sir. Oh, my, he's throbbing quite a lot."

"Take him into your throat and just hold yourself down," Mabel told Esme, who immediately moved to obey, hands lacing together on the back of her head once more, her nose pressing into my pubes. I let go of her tits so I could lean back, meeting her gaze. "Now, try licking his cock; twisting your head; sucking it while it rests in your mouth; swallowing around it; and humming. Take note of how he responds to each one."

Esme nodded, making my cock twitch and throb in her throat, my fingers digging into the couch on either side of me as she did so, a hot gasp escaping my throat. Her tongue lovingly wiggled and wriggled around on the underside of my cock, seeming to trace out every inch of my dick, paying particular attention to those points that were more sensitive. Her throat swallowed repeatedly around my length, a wet glugging movement that made me gasp, and I bucked my hips against her face, my balls slapping at her chin.

"Was that from the swallowing?" Mabel asked, and I nodded. "So, when you facefuck yourself on his cock, you should try to work that in whenever possible," she explained, and Esme nodded around my dick, though she was going cross-eyed from pleasure, her cheeks a cute shade of pink. "Keep trying other things, though."

Esme did exactly that - she hummed around my dick, she suckled and sucked on it, cheeks hollowing as she worked me over. She twisted her head, nodded, shook it, tried out all kinds of things, clearly cataloguing each one that brought me pleasure and discarding those that didn't, or didn't bring me enough. My fingers were digging into the couch rather than the back of her head, because she had been down there quite a while and I didn't want to accidentally choke her unconscious - she was no Kaede or Julia, just very obedient and well-behaved.

Unfortunately for her, she came, her eyes rolling up as she spasmed and moaned around my dick, the sweet vibrations running through my whole length. Then she passed out a few moments later, still in the midst of her orgasm, from choking herself out on my cock. I reached down for her head, quickly pulling it off, and she sputtered to life, still in the throes of orgasm as she spasmed, big tits bouncing wildly and very appealingly. Drool ran down her chin as she gathered her senses, and tears had begun to slide down her lips from how hard she had been going at it.

"I think, you should set the pace, Mabel," I said, making the older woman look briefly surprised. "You're pretty good at reading me, and Esme can focus on how to use her tongue and lips and throat best, if you do so," I explained.

Mabel nodded, getting behind Esme, soothingly running her fingers through the other girl's hair for a moment. Esme just stared up at me, her mouth falling open in anticipation, her blue eyes crystal clear and full of lust as Mabel took a firm grip on the back of her head and forced her down my length. It was a smooth, fluid movement, not a slam or a slow tease, as my cock vanished right down Esme's throat. The whole time, Esme stared up at me, big blue eyes seeming unblinking as Mabel started to fuck her face on my cock.

Esme kept on sliding up and down my cock, her throat bulging with each thrust, her thighs wobbling faintly beneath her as she got facefucked. She started to work her mouth, trying out various things: licking the underside with back and forth movements, then forward backward ones; humming around my dick except when it was trapped in her throat, or even sometimes when it was; moaning, twisting her head from side to side, swallowing around my cock; and plenty more, getting more varied and enthusiastic the longer the blowjob went on.

Seeing her tits bouncing beneath me from the thrusts, and her hands being currently free, made me think of something else. "Esme, play with your breasts," I told her, and she nodded around my dick, hands coming up to caress and heft up her tits, massaging them in a circular motion, her thumb and forefinger coming up to tease and tweak her nipples. Once she'd set into a certain pace, she repeated it, over and over, with an almost mathematical precision, like she was a computer 3D image that was just doing the same animation indefinitely. It was almost hypnotic to watch, especially with the way the pattern remained the same as Mabel started to increase the pace, pumping Esme up and down my cock faster and faster.

Then Mabel started to speak in a soft, cooing voice to the girl she was fucking up and down my cock. "It's nice, isn't it? Sucking his cock, focusing on his pleasure?" Esme nodded around my dick, humming in agreement, both actions making my cock throb that little bit more in her mouth. "I love it too. Seeing the man wiggle and writhe in ecstasy that I brought him too... it's so nice. It's... boastworthy, that deed, getting a man off. It's like finishing a beautiful work of art and being able to sit back with pride at what you've accomplished. Though, I suppose you're more the technically minded sort, so maybe for you it's more like finishing a math proof..."

It was at that point that Esme came, her hips bucking at the air, her fingers clawing at her breasts as her eyes rolled around in her skull, breaking off eye contact at last, as a flush ran from her cheeks down to her tits, arousal clearly written on every single bit of her face. It pushed me to the edge, too, and I started to come - Mabel just smiled, looking up at me tenderly and continuing to fuck the other woman on my cock all the while, face bouncing on my dick over, and over, and over, as I just sprayed cum out, some going down her throat, some landing on her palate, and some, even, winding up squirting out of her nose.

When I was finished coming... I wanted a change of pace. "I want a titfuck with dirty talk, now," I told them both, and Mabel quickly peeled the still-shuddering Esme, who looked to be winding down from her intense orgasm, off my cock. She quietly shifted Esme's body up, and the girl attempted to, limply, wrap her tits around my cock, flopping for a second because of how hard she had come, but eventually managing to capture my spit-slick cock between her breasts.

"Start soft and work your way up," Mabel suggested, "and drool - his cock is thoroughly coated in your spit, but your tits aren't," she explained. Esme nodded, tilting her head forward, letting saliva just run out of her mouth, splashing down onto my dick, the warm wetness sending a burst of pleasure through me as her hands softly massaged my dick. For maybe thirty seconds, that was all there was, just Esme working up saliva then drooling it out, rinsing and repeating again and again.

Once she had my dick nice and coated, though, she started up the dirty talk with real intensity. "I enjoy the feeling of your large cock between my large breasts," seh explained, as she massaged her tits into my dick, pumping her body up and down slightly. "The stimulation is very pleasant, as the breasts are a classical erogenous zone. I imagine that even before Pokegirl admixture, women were frequently orgasming from these sensations."

"Not so much," Mabel said, mildly, making Esme's expression briefly shift in confusion. "They were an erogenous zone, but not enough for that," she explained, fingers softly running through Esme's hair.

"I see. In that case, I will have to thank Sukebe for his creation of Pokegirls, as the admixture of their DNA makes this, exceptionally, pleasurrr, able," she managed to get out before coming, a quiet, strangled squeal escaping her throat, almost sounding like a dog's yelp in terms of its volume as she wiggled beneath me, this deeply pleased mewle as her panties grew visibly damp from her third orgasm, the thick fabric having finally been bled through by her juices.

"Hmm. Is this the sort of thing you like to hear from Esme?" Mabel prompted me. "About how good it feels. There's more she could be saying, I'm sure. Is there some other topic you'd like her to cover? For example, how thankful she is, how much she hopes she's pleasing you, how tasty you are, how big you are... things like that, is what I'm referring to. If there's something more, you'd like her to say, you should tell her - I know that different women provoke different responses in men."

I looked down at Esme as she panted her way out of the orgasmic bliss, and thought about Kaede and Kaete. Obviously I didn't want her to do the same kind of obscene, misogynistic self-debasement of that pair, but... "You should tell me what you would be willing to do for me," I suggested to Esme. "What I could order you to do for me." Since she was so quick and obedient, I was curious what she'd say.

"I see," Esme said, still a bit breathless from her orgasm. "I would be willing to have sex with you in any position you so desire; I would be willing to assist you in cheating on any tests you may struggle with; I would be willing to, hm, provide various domestic duties, such as cooking and cleaning, if you wished. I do not know what else you would want from me, Sir."

"Hmm... suck on my tip while I think about that," I ordered, and immediately, those pretty lips were wrapped around my tip, her tongue teasing my slit with a real vigor and interest as she massaged her lovely, large, spit-soaked tits all over my dick. She managed to look up at me even in that position, those big beautiful blue eyes staring up at me with an intense focus. "Obviously there's the tutoring, but you're already doing that... hmm... do you have any friends?" She shook her head. "Your mom's the dean, right?" She nodded. "Would you help me sleep with her, if I asked?"

She popped off my cock then. "As you are a student and my mother is the dean, it is unlikely that she would have sex with you, even if I asked her, Sir. However, I would request, or even beg her to do so, even though it would likely be humiliating and pointless, Sir." That had my cock twitching in between her breasts.

"What about the possibility that I wouldn't take you, as my Pet, if she rejected me?" I asked, as she ground her tits still further into my cock.

Esme appeared to consider it for a second or two. "I do not think she is the type to reply to that kind of blackmail with submission, Sir."

"Got it," I told her, gently nudging the back of her head, and she went right back to sucking on my tip. "So, do you have any other pussies you can give me? It's really hot when a girl helps me fuck other women." Though, at the moment, only Rachel and Julia had done so. Maybe Kaede or Kaete, being generous with how they treated one another. Esme seemed to stare blankly up at me, her lips quietly wiggling around my cock, then she shook her head. She had a fairly flat affect, but it was easy to see that she felt bad about being unable to offer up her nonexistent friends to my cock. "Just pretend you do, then. Imagine you have a cute and sexy and shy best friend, and I want to fuck her. Tell me what you'd do."

Esme popped off my cock then. "I would attempt to convince her to have sex with you, Sir. I would claim to be a 'cuckquean' who gets off on her 'secret boyfriend' - that would be you - having sex with other women. I would tell her that you are very good at sex, which is also true, and try to convince her that she should sleep with you."

"What if she still refused you?" I asked, my cock throbbing at the mental image of Esme cutely trying and failing to convince her friend to suck my dick. (Honestly, she needed friends... maybe Colleen could hang out with her? Colleen was really gregarious with other girls even if she wasn't with me.)

"I would offer to pay her, Sir, from my own money." It was those words that actually sent me over the edge, and I finally came for the first time, splattering her chin and neck with my cum, making her let out a faint noise of surprise, trying to tilt her head downward, wrapping her lips around my cockhead and getting the rest of my cum in her mouth. I let out a long sigh as my throbbing cock brushed against her breasts, and when I was completely spent, she popped off again. "What should I do with your semen, Sir? Some men like it to be on the woman, as a form of 'marking their territory,' and my body is your territory, Sir, while other men prefer that the woman make a show of happily gulping down as much semen as possible."

"That's definitely sexy," I breathed out, at her just asking straight out which I'd rather. I knew that she would doggedly keep to it until she was corrected, so instead I said, "Whichever one you would rather do. Would you rather be marked as my woman, or enjoy the taste of my cum?"

Esme seemed to consider the question for a couple seconds, then started scooping my cum up with her fingertips. "I enjoy the taste of your semen, while the ephemeral sensation of 'being your woman' has nothing to do with the quantity that has been deposited on me, Sir," she explained, then started to lick and slurp on her fingers. Mabel smiled from behind her, her gaze flicking up to me, real warmth in her eyes.

Once she was done licking every last drop of my cum off her tits, I spoke up again. "Mabel, facefuck her on my cock again. Set the pace," I ordered, and Esme was prompt in letting her mouth fall open, letting my cock penetrate her throat, again and again, as Mabel started to pound her up and down my cock.

Mabel, for her part, offered plenty of verbal suggestions to the girl who was getting facefucked on my dick. "Try twisting your head from side to side, I won't stop you," she said, and Esme started to do exactly that. "Play with your breasts, he seemed to like it when you did that." "Do you need a pause? When you need a pause, you should tell me, and then, when I pull you off, you should immediately launch into dirty talk. I think that Sam likes it most when you just tell him what you will do for him, he seems to consider it your major charm point."

As the pair worked together to please me, I saw four beautiful, bountiful breasts bouncing with every passing thrust, so from time to time, I leaned forward to play with their tits. When I'd play with Mabel, she'd offer a warm smile, maybe twist her back a bit to offer her tits to me; when I'd play with Esme, on the other hand, she'd frequently come, since she clearly loved sucking cock a whole hell of a lot, given the way she came more than I did from it. That was also a charm point of hers, which I decided to mention, since Mabel's overall technique seemed to rely on exaggerating what the guy already liked about you. "I really like how much you come sucking my cock," I told her. "It feels fucking great, and it means I'm not really worried about fucking your pussy later."

Mabel peeled her off - or perhaps she popped off on her own and Mabel let her, I couldn't say - and she sucked in a quick breath before beginning to speak. "As your obedient and submissive lover, you are free to never fuck my pussy again, if that is what you want, Sir. You choose the position, and I will obey you, even if some position turns out to be unpleasant. Thus far, however, they have all been very pleasant, Sir."

"Yeah," I told her, making a small nod towards Mabel, and the teacher immediately slammed Esme down into my groin, beginning the rapid facefuck at the pace she'd found to be most pleasurable for both of us. "I think you have a lot of Pokegirl in you, to come just from sucking cock. I don't think I've ever had a human girl manage that." Technically the Tetsukata twins had, but they were masturbating at the time. "That makes it really likely that you'll be my Pet... you and Mabel both," I noted, something sexy about the thought of a very smart teacher and a very smart student coming to live with me, never again to attend school properly, just working to please me in their own ways.

"Thank you, Sam," Mabel said, with a warm smile. "I'm really, truly happy that you're so willing to take me as your Pet - I had honestly half given up hope of anyone ever doing that. I don't think I'll be able to thank you enough, even if I threshholded right now and lived the whole rest of my life as your Pet, doing everything I could to make you happy." Her voice was so earnest and sincere, I couldn't help myself - I came. Mabel held Esme at the tip of my cock once she noticed I was orgasming, letting the girl in question suckle on my tip as I sprayed cum into her mouth. She wolfed it down, clearly loving every last droplet of cum that I was giving her, her throat bobbing again and again in an erotic show.

When I was finished, Esme got off again. "I am also very happy to have the chance to be your Pet, Sir, as I believe you are quite nice, and will continue to be nice once I am your Pet. Further, sexual contact with you is very good, but most men prioritize emotional intimacy above declarations of their talent, since Pokegirls are so good at sex and so easily accessible. So, I believe you would make an excellent husband, if I were to not threshhold and you were willing to marry me. I understand, however, that you would probably prefer to marry someone else, so I am merely mentioning it to express how much I like you, Sir," she explained.

I gave her head a pat. "Thank you, Esme. I enjoy your company a surprising amount too. Back to blowjob training, though," I told her, and then Mabel was fucking her face on my cock again.

I decided I didn't even miss Julia. I had perfectly good women to fuck right in front of me, after all.