She sighed.While Leslie was a great academical mind of international reknown already, Gina could be very feminine in being practical. When the lovers ...iscussed the situation the evening before the arrival of Connie over a good glass of Bordeaux, Gina felt, the situation would resolve it self. She still loved lesly likeno-body else. So for sure she would love her sister. Although she only knew her from some stories, which Lesley had told about her c***dhood and that little shy brat ten years. I started cumming again shaking all over, I couldn't hold my self up anymore so I collapsed on the bed as he just pushed in his crotch and dick into me and stayed there for a minute or so like he was stuck to me, he then pushed himself up and adjusted himself to continue to fuck me while griping my hips tightly. I was out of breath and again trying not to moan or scream, just wishing it was over soon. I then felt a dick in my face slapping against my forehead. It was Miranda trying to shove his. She then turned and looked at me. I read her eyes, they said, "Fuck me." I got up and walked over to her, planting a long kiss on her lips, as my cock stuck her in her belly whilst my hand travelled to her moist cunt. The other was on her breasts, pulling at her big nipples.I whispered in her ear, telling her how long I'd been waiting on her pussy. As I said that, I felt my hand being soaked a little more, as she came on my hand. I pushed her against the wall and planted kisses all over her,. By the second month there I was banging three thirty or forty year old divorcees and one gorgeous brunette whose husband was gay. Well sitting ten feet apart each day from someone you get to know them well. Ms. Potts was a divorcee with two teenage k**s. She had a great outgoing personality; I really grew to like her. She was always k**ding me about my “lifestyle”. I liked being around her, she dressed well and liked to show a lot of cleavage just to tease me. One day she wore an incredibly low.