As I continued to run my hand over my handy work, my fingers began to insert themselves in the most delicious places. They first ran up and down on h...r labia lips, right on the slit in the middle. I was amazed at just how tight they were. They were firm yet soft and unyielding to the touch. The freshly shaved skin was smooth and soft and there was just a little spot of moisture escaping from down near the end. I continued to rub and as I did, I put a little pressure on the slit and it. I can see the expression on her face as it fades to disbelief that I had stopped and left her needing. I wipe the wet from my cock on her belly and turn away. Standing and waiting for her to dress me. Slowly she comes over to me and slides my shirt on and starts to button it. She has learned that no response is best when I make a decision. After I am dressed she brings me a chair to sit so she can put on my shoes. When they are tied she sits back on her heels and waits for me to tell her what. Not even the pot bank girls did that sort of thing. I was absolutely enthralled. One day she came round to do my hair with a bottle of gin and a bottle of Schweppes in her equipment bag, I sorted out glasses and some ice from the freezer and we sampled our first gin and tonic of the day while she did my hair. She produced a little camera, one of the new digital things that her husband had bought her for her birthday, and asked if she could take few photos of a flowering shrub in my garden, a. The guys then wanted to trade positions so Trevor started fucking my mouth as Dee took a turn in my dripping wet pussy, I reached back and put two fingers in my ass a Dee was fucking me and the next thing I know he was like "oh, you like it like that huh?" I told him to wait cause these two giant black cocks would surely really Trevor's cock still in my mouth Dee goes and pours half the bottle on my ass and pussy and starts rubbing it in. I arched my back as much as possible and stuck my ass up.