Beads of sweat glistened on the muscular curves of his skin making him look like a Greek God basking in the shadow of Mount Olympus.After I was sure I...had had enough gazing at the beautiful sight before me, I hollered over to him and said “Oh I’m sorry, didn’t see you there. I’ll move on.”The young man propped himself up on his elbows, smiled as if to say he knew just how long I had been leering at his physique, nonchalantly scratched his heavy looking sack and purposefully gave his flaccid rod. She sent in her essay, and I stretched a point and gave it a C+. It was better than her usual standard, at least.On the Thursday evening I picked her up at seven and drove us into my garage. I waited until the door had closed before I got out, because I suspected from her manner that Faye was as desperate as I was. Technically she’s nothing like as good-looking as the Janner sisters, but I could not wait to be inside her.She got out and stood hopefully, in her stretch mini, and I rushed round. Charley just moaned and then I started to work his cock with my hands and mouth. That’s when Mark let go of my tits and grabbed my shorts and panties and pulled them down and off of me. Exposing my butt and pussy. I also realized that I was now completely naked but I just didn’t care anymore. What I wanted now was, well just about anything and everything that could be done to me to make me cum some more. That is when Mark stuck a finger into my, by now, extra wet pussy, and started moving it in. “That’s not sperm then?” Apart from being incredibly excited, I was also highly curious. “No, it’s kind of milky…and it shoots out!”He paused. “You can make me cum if you like?”“I don’t know”. I muttered nervously. “Won’t it make a mess? And what if someone comes up stairs like last time?”“Don’t you have tissues?” He asked.“Well, yeah.”“I can catch it.” he assured me. “It won’t take long, trust me. And If we hear someone you can stop before I cum. If anyone knocks on the door I’ll pretend I’m.