I felt like an idiot for trying to fool her, but she didn’t seem to mind. “My name’s Maleeka,” she told me. “My moth...r made it up. I suppose you have an ordinary white name?” She said this without rancor, like it was almost a joke. “Ah, yeah. I’m Jerry. Pleased to meet you.” “Seriously, Jerry, what did you think of the paint- ing?” Her interest was so strong I caught on pretty quickly that she had painted it. I. Sometimes I fingered her to climax as she stroked Tom or me. Now and then Tom and I stroked each other as Darla fingered herself, but that,s as far as we,d taken things till that afternoon. It so happened one of the stories involved a couple being joined by an older male neighbour on a hot afternoon by their swimming pool and how the neighbours cock strained against the material of his swim trunks so much the wife couldn,t wait to See it. They drank more booze till their inhibitions loosened. They are young, being imature and excitable, enboldened by the alcohol the one with my knickers tosses them to his friend who sniffs the crotch and thrusts them down his shorts, where they nestle snuggly beside his cock.I close the distance to them by a couple of meters, where I can now talk with normal levels and tell them to behave and put my panties back. I am smilling as I talk and both boys are clearly excited with the encounter as the bulges they are now sporting, confirms they are up for. Her hand was on my head, pulling at my hair while her whimpering varied in volume up and down. She had two guys sucking her boobs and a third with fingers inside her vagina. I wondered how it was feeling to her, especially as horny as she’d been even before this had started.Besides her tits in our mouths, our hands were all over Karen’s naked body. I have no clue how long it might have been after the timer’s buzzer, but I felt a tap on my shoulder; Pauli was silently mouthing ‘time’. I backed.