I now proceeded to eat Christine’s pussy. I noticed that she was very wet. My tongue was making a very loud slurping noise and I was caressing her ...its. Later, Victoria was ordered by Phil to make a ‘daisy wheel’ with me and Christine. Phil was very pleased with me on my education of being a slut. I guess because I am very shy and not as sophisticated as Christine and the dancer. I guess he found me a great challenge. The sex master has conquered this very sex deprived shy person and I. Then I started fondling pooja’s boobs on top of the t shirt.Pooja started to get horny and she was moaning like uhmmmmm aaaaaaahhhhhh. Manisha was still drinking and giving me smiles and I was replying back with the same.then I also opened my shirt and started to massage Pooja’s boobs over her t shirt and then I unhooked her T shirt and her two melons popped up as she was not wearing a bra. Her boobs were big and firm and rounded and her nipples were pink and big. She was now only with her. He hadn't been finished, I could tell by the way his brows drew down as he looked at me, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to respond to that comment. I raised my eyebrows. "You didn't bother trying to get rid of her. You just stood there grinning like an idiot and letting her rub all over you like a cat in heat."At that moment, the front door opened and his parents came in, his father carrying two shopping bags. They both started stamping their snowy boots on the doormat, and his mother. "He has never made any boner comments around me before. Not even jokes if he thought I could hear. I think Dad had him scared of what would happen if he corrupted me, or maybe Ma had." I've never heard any but I used to notice my father from time to time having to get up and move around. When he sat down again 'things' had been rearranged." Yeah. Brent was real prone to laying on his stomach during certain TV shows like "I Dream of Jeannie" when he was younger. He never thought I noticed him.