“This is my old school blouse and netball skirt and I nicked a pair of my mum’s stockings because I know you said you like them.”Neil then said ...omething that really peaked my interest. “They look even better on you than they do on your mum.”They were both now sitting on separate chairs stroking their cocks and both had full erections.“I’m glad the site of me has you both so turned on,” I said admiring their hard, throbbing gristle.“Are you wet?” Tam asked me.“Fucking soaking!” I replied. She'd been sad at first, having been forced to leave her family against her will, to come and serve as one of the Sultan's toys, but she knew that she was lucky, and that her family had been well-compensated, and even though her luck could turn at every moment she was determined to hang on to every bit of it.A knock on the door made her step away from the window. She'd never answered her own door before.'Yes?' she said hesitantly.'It's me, open up,' came the reply.Rana recognized the voice, and. "OHHH YES YES YES YESSSS!! AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" She screamed as she began to cum,there was loads of her juice squirting out of her right into my awaiting mouth, I didn't stop pleasuring her as the tremors of her orgasm continued, I got loads of her juice to drink as she kept squirting, it all tasted heavenly.Once she was all done I licked my lips clean, then her lips -and I don't mean the set on her face- then I got off her, letting go of her legs as she just breathed a huge sigh of relief. Seeing. I remember nothing else but being woken up for school in the morning. I never understood Tonys reluctance to touch our pussies. At times I wanted him to touch mine. When I think about him now in my fantasies during masturbation its his breathing I think of the most. I think about Aunt Pat too, the frenzied look in her eyes when wed have our sessions. We had wrestling & tickle fights with Tony. We would have horsy hump rides with them both. One day it was just they & I. Aunt Pat was in her.