Agar mujhhe pehle pata hota sex me etna maza aata hai or tum mujhhe etna maza doge to mai tumse pehle hi ye sab karwa chuki hoti….wo barbaraye ja ra...i thi maine use pet ke ball eta diya or ab mai uske peeth or kamar ko chume ja raha tha or wo madakata se bed per machhali ki tarah tarap rahi thi…ab mai uske gand tak pahuch gaya tha uske gand bahut bare the size 36 tha komal or chikne the maine uske gand pe bhi kiss Karna suru kar diya or uske bump ‘puthho” ko apne dat’teeth’ se kat bhi raha. It was so hard to think as they laid me on the blanket and told me I was theirs and that I needed to call them Sir and that they would be back to use me the following Saturday to continue my training and that I had better not tell anyone what had happened. All I could say in the state of euphoria I was in was ?yes Sirs?. When I woke up the following day I couldn't believe what had happened thought it was a dream until I saw all the hand prints, bruises all over my tits and when I looked in the. We're near the swimming pool and the pool it in the park ... but on the edge ... closest to town.I walk over to the car. Mr. Ott rolls the window part way down."Thanks for keeping an eye on us, Mr. Ott." You're welcome."Oh yeah ... he's suspicious. I need to distract him ... well ... maybe not. He's admiring Vickie's tits ... he does look her way a lot. I'm thinking, 'Shame on you Mr. Ott ... you're married.' But then ... so am I. She does have nice tits."We all appreciate it." Just a little. In fact George was being much more elegant in his licking then Ronny ever had been. That was the only way she could describe the difference. Soon she again approached the edge. She was again chanting "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God" getting louder the closer her orgasm got. That was something new for her. She got vocal but not like that. Finally as her hips rose and her head went back she again drew a breath ready to let out a loud yell when as before he stopped. Panting she slid back from the edge.