She knew I was turned on, and she slowly stripped down to just her bikini top and mini shorts. I was about to tell her to put her shirt back on, but b...fore I could mutter a word, my pants were unzipped and she had my cock between her feet. The way she moved her foot down my shaft, with her toes massaging every sweet spot on the way, was unbelievable. She did this all the way home, and in the drive way she stopped and eagerly asked how I liked it. Once inside I admitted it felt great but that. He told me not to worry as work will finish soon, as for last two days he had employed one labour and from tomorrow there would be two workers working. I was not concerned about the work as that was a rented apartment and it’s the owner who needed to concern. Still he pointed out towards a direction were two fellows in early twenties were sitting having some local smoke. Both were heavy build normal looking guys, physic was extra ordinary due to hard working.I took my tea and bid him good bye. "But I didn't do anything, Joyce," she protested. "All I did was help hold Shari. I didn't do anything to her." You helped hold her," Joyce replied. "Don't you think that's enough? Shari didn't want to fuck, did she?" She said she didn't," Sandra conceded."Then why did you hold her for your brothers?" They wanted to fuck her," Sandra said, as if that was all the explanation necessary."Lift you dress," Joyce said again."I don't... don't wanna do that," Sandra protested, but she was once more. I pumped, bobbed, jacked, sucked, slurped and moaned on that dick until I saw those massive balls shift as they tightened a little. Frankly I was a little panicked. I could feel that first blast of sperm as it traveled the long way up his shaft with my hands and lips. What suddenly burst from the end was like nothing I could imagine. Firstly his sperm was hot. Not the normal lukewarm love-juice, but almost steaming as it basted my tonsils. Secondly, there was a lot of it. I thought he was on.