She starts to rock backwards and forwards. My thumb is lodged in her arse and my fingers are filling her up. I continue this movement until I feel her...orgasm, her body shakes, and the juices just flow freely all over my hand. I have to do this as my prick is in proportion with the rest of my body, and experience has proven that shoving nine inches of rock hard meat inside her without bringing her to orgasm first will result in tears. I remove my hand and pull her towards me. I position myself. Summer’s back arches, offering herself to him. Whimpering needily, she scratches at his shoulders through his shirt as her body sinks deeper into the couch.Michael’s hand shifts, his fingers rolling her swollen nipple between them. Then his hand shifts back so that he can fondle her breast again. After several long minutes, he extracts his hand from inside her top. The sudden loss of the contact makes her mewl sadly.But the loss isn’t without reward. She takes note of the bulge in his pants,. Near the end of her time there, I arrived. It was my uncle too. I’m in my early 40s and divorced and just wanted to visit. I didn’t know she was going to be there, but that certainly didn’t break my heart because she was so cute and lively.The second day I was there I was taking a shower when the door opened and this little naked girl slipped in with me. Expressing my surprise, she said she wanted to learn about male anatomy and this seemed like a good opportunity. I sure as hell wasn’t going. I managed a night or two of coupling with her, but spent the majority of my remaining time in London in debauched delight with Lillian.I no longer felt shame or guilt at the libidinous and lascivious behaviour I enjoyed with the two girls. Neither Paloma nor Lillian were a substitute for Caroline, they were merely two sexually active, athletic, articulate and adorable young women, who enjoyed being pleasured by me, and it goes without saying I wallowed, happy as a pig in muck, in carnal excess.