I make sure to be in constant contact with you. I stroke your hand; slip my arm around your waist, lean against you, all the while seemingly ignoring ...he signs of your tension. I can feel the air under my skirt and the naughtiness of no panties already have me very moist and ready to find an appropriate way to let you know also. My opportunity took place with a carefully dropped program and a complete tilt of my ass up in the air to pick it up, putting a major strain on the seams of my skirt. She untied his robe and you could see that he had a flat strong stomach that had those bumps on it. He looked like one of those models that are on the billboards in the cities. He had that V shape from his hips that went down to his penis. He was wearing what my daddy calls tighty-whitey’s. You could see he was already hard underneath of his underwear and he smiled at both of us and said, ‘hope that I’m not interrupting anything special?’ Priya slid over and looked up at him and said. She rubbed my back and put it on the highest speed. She jammed it in and out of me, the shaft was spinning around all of my muscles, and she kept working it deeper. Then I felt the little part that buzzes your clit. When that touched me I came so hard. She wouldn't let up either, she made sure I had a good orgasm. “Uhnn, fuck!” I whined. She kept buzzing me with it at the highest setting. It was very overwhelming, well worth the 200 dollars she paid for it. Erin grabbed my hair and tugged it. She instructed her son, “If you can’t get it all the way yet, use your hand and stroke him for the rest of it.”Don’t remember her being that forgiving with me ... oh well.She arched her groin in the air to unzip her form-fit skirt, slide it down her legs, and off. She was wearing an extremely skimpy black thong, sheer in the front so I could still see her shaved pussy right through the panties. Not that that mattered much, as she immediately took them off as well.I had to avert my eyes briefly.