She kept staring at it, but I paid no attention to her doing that.The orgasm from the finger-fuck during the shaving of her pussy was spectacular. I w...ndered if she had ever been finger-fucked before. She fainted for almost 15 minutes, and I was tempted to splash her face with water to bring her around. That was not necessary, but it resulted in a radical change in attitude. Apparently, that orgasm was so strong that it made her want more of them and want them immediately. Now, she was fun to. I dropped my jeans to the floor with my underwear and he saw me already becoming erect. Naked, we moved over to his bed and I sat on the edge. He took hold of my cock and it disappeared into his mouth. “Mmm, yea,” I moaned. He was beautiful, kneeling in front of me, and I watched his smooth slim body between my legs with his head bobbing up and down. As wonderful as this was (and a total surprise) I stopped him. “Up on the bed,” I suggested. We got into his bed and I turned so we could sixty-. While sitting on a blanket they ate the picnic lunch the girls prepared. Mike was amazed at the change in Susan's appearance. Today, she looked totally different from the way she did on their first meeting. The night before she had been poised and elegant; today she looked like a hoyden. She was wearing skin-tight Levi's, a Smith College sweatshirt, and had her hair tied back in a pony tail. Mike remembered the magnificent female body he had seen in the painting. He could see the painter. She continued for a while, then stood up and straddled him, lowering herself onto his hard cock. He never said a word, and everything was quiet apart from an occasional grunt. I watched as his cock entered her then reappeared, over and over. It was sensational. I undid my shirt and threw it aside. After a few minutes she eased away, and turned.She lowered herself onto him again, but this time facing me. She grinned, and said 'You can come over here now', so I stood and walked over. She took me.