++++++++++++++++++++++++++++I woke the next morning a little later than usual to find jasmine already kneeling beside the bed, her hands neatly folded...in her lap. I sat up and smiled at her.“Good morning, Miss.”“Good morning, jasmine. Tea first I think then we can talk.”She obediently stood up and poured a cup of tea and brought it to me before kneeling once more. I sipped it quietly and could just detect the sounds of activity from downstairs.“Is someone in the kitchen, jasmine?” I asked.“My. Don’t ….stop.” I begged. I felt weak but if feeling weak meant I was going to come again than so be it. I didn’t want it to end. She was now using my own game against me. Frankly, I didn’t care. It was when she bit me, clawed at my skin that I knew she had me beat. I wanted to fuck that mouth of hers but she was doing such a damn fine job sucking me that I didn’t want to interfere. My cock was about to shoot out another load. Just before it did, she pulled away and continued to jack me off with. Whether by design or accident, Mike's little game had created a sexual tension that had reached bursting point. In seconds, we were all naked or nearly so. I went to Selma and led her to a sofa where I took my time sliding the white silk knickers down her thighs. She leaned back, widened her legs and gently pulled my head into the warm, musky nest between them. I licked, lapped and probed, felt her bottom rise from the sofa and heard the sigh as she let the orgasm overtake her. She knelt and. My cock was throbbing hard as she relised me and as she stood up she removed her bikini bottoms and sat on the bed as she stepped out of them unclasping her bikini top and leting her big firm tit’s free for me to see, as she lay back on the bed I saw she was not a natural blond a thick mat of dark brown hair covered her as I went down on her open pussy my tounge started to probe her cunt lips and her juices where running down her to her ass hole, she spread her leg’s wide and I lapped and.