We sat in the kitchen enjoying the wine she kept glancing at my cleavage and moving about in her seat. asking for a guided tour we picked up our wine ...lasses and moved to the stairs i asked where her husband was and she said''out but will be home soon'' winking at me my body tingled.We toured the upstairs and ended up in her room we sat on the bed and looked into each others eyes we kissed pure electricity shot through us both. Helen pulled open my dress, buttons ripping and she pushed me back. Lindsay should have known better but the truth was, that whatever I did, it seemed impossible for Melissa to learn to cook or bake anything besides the basic stuff. The harder she tried the more disastrous were the results. Without consciously thinking I hugged the devastated girl, and Lindsay joined me as I soothed Mel."Hey, Mel, we all have different strengths; but if you want to learn to be good with children, why don't you study to become a kindergarten teacher?"Both Lindsay and I could. When they were naked and he took off his clothes they would sigh with pleasure and let their warm fingers caress his body. Then he liked them to take out his cock and suck on it, which most of them would do. He was proud over his eight inches and big ball sack. An English girl had taught him about “bagging” and she would suck on his balls until he begged her to let him come.He poured apple juice over ice in a glass and then took out a can of beer for himself. He wasn’t allowed to drink alcohol. Second, you cannot tell the girl about the contest. Third, no sharing of girls. Each girl can only count for one of you. Fourth, said sexual congress must occur here in the house for a simple reason. Each conquest will be videotaped. Every room here at Sigma Pi is wired with cameras. After completing a conquest, you must come to me and I will review the tape to confirm your claim. Any questions?” There were none. “Alright, pledges. Go forth. And good luck.” We all retrieved our clothes.