Then he sat up and Parted my legs as far as he could and slipped in between and I knew that perhaps the moment had come.But alas he had something else...in his mind he laid down on his stomach his face close to my pussy, slowly and gently he moved his hands up ward till only my pussy remained between his two hands. His thumbs were touching my labias, he was staring at my pussy hungrily , then he moved his thumbs up on my Labias and gently felt them moving thumbs up and down then parted them, I. I would always say yes eagerly to those weeks when they were out of town because her husband had a rather large collection of playboy and penthouse magazines that I used to spread out and jerk off to. As I mentioned in one of my other stories Pat was an acquired taste. She had large breasts and womanly curves, she also hung out at their pool in a small bikini that I just went crazy over, and she went a little crazy on me with it. In any event, they left me for the week with instructions on. It was great.” Becky thought for a moment then leaned one massive tit on my chest. “Got any more we can help you with?” “Well,” I replied, “I don’t know. What’s the one form of sex that most guys want but will never get?” “That’s easy, Michael—anal,” said Becky. “Ewww, that’s nasty.” Rachel joined in. “Rachel, you have so much to learn. It’s not nasty,” said Becky, “when done right it can be exquisite and very intimate. I’ve done it a few times and trust me the orgasms are to die for.” . The sad tune dissolved into the liquid trills, and the music flowed and danced like water in a mountain stream. A pair of hands touched my shoulders and a warm body pressed against my back. Jay. Mate, lover, friend, father of the child growing inside me. His hands stroked my shoulders and my arms. Slow waves of warm pleasure passed through me. The sound of the flute flowed over me like cool water. Jay took my hand and led me back into the room.Piper squated on the end of the red and gold.