Yeahh…. oh oh…. it beacame hot for both of us in that cool November night and both of us were sweating like hell. Another 2 minutes and Aarthi gav... out a huge cry and bit me on my shoulder so hard that I could not feel my shoulder any more. She said that she had her orgasm and told me to speed up. While she still was moaning her oohss. …. and aahhhh…..s… I tired my luck in different position now that she had her full. I again laid her on the bed and this time did not bother the noise from the. He can't keep his mouth shut. You know that scarf Santos wears like a necktie? He used to wear a stickpin in the tie. It was a daisy, an insignificant little flower, maybe twenty slender petals and a big yellow center. The Spanish call them a margarita. Yeah, it's the same word they use for the tequila drink."Santos's daisy was small, about the size of the first joint of your little finger. It had long slender white enamel petals and a yellow diamond in the center. He stopped one day, like I. Dad asked her if this was the first time she has tasted cum. She, did not know what to say, so I told him that last night she tasted it after we left the porch. I told him we spied on the guys jacking off and she jumped right into the room after they blew their loads. She tasted both of them last night.He was totally shocked by that comment, I am sure. Pasha was still busy with another orgasm coming on and we all sat an watched her. I was a bit surprised when I saw her start to play with. I could see her being an underwear model for Lane Bryant, standing in a white lace corset, garter belt, white stockings, and g-string panties. Her breasts would bulge over the cups of her corset creating a distracting amout of cleavage. Suddenly my dick is getting hard looking at her. I look back down at the papers.I started discussing her case, working through the papers she brought with here. As we talked about her problems, I was thinking about her in a black chemise with black thong.