They had a work truck I saw later and I am sure they stopped in on their way there but now I was serving as a form of sexual amusement for them while ...itting a few feet away. There conversation amongst themselves was getting me excited and wetter by the moment if I listened to them anymore and I was not needing that at all right now. Why was I excited? Because I speak Spanish as a second language and could hear every word they said about me along with their laughter and it was pretty damn. .main ne kuch nahi kaha aur un keHoth par apne hoth rakh diye us ne ankhe bandh kar li aur main un ke hoth choosane laga woh dhire dhire sanse le rahe the aur main unhe choom rahe tha..main ne dhire dhire un ka kurta nikal diya aur un ke salwar ka nada kholl kar uttar diya…ab woh mere samne bilkul nangi thi main ne apne kapde bhi utar diya aur main un ke bade bade boobs ko chosane laga woh toh koi reaction nahi de rahi thi par main apne puri jaan se un ke kalle badan se khell raha tha main ne. . so deep but also kind of impersonal. It was almost a new sensation... but the crescendo she was racing towards was familiar.In all, it took Helen about two minutes to bring the young slut off. Stacy bit her lips and groaned... a long, deep sound welling up from her core. Her legs kicked against the carpet and her hands dug into Helen's hard buttocks. It wasn't a violent or intense orgasm but it was much needed.Stacy's body was still buzzing when Helen spun herself around once again, coming. Their lovemaking became a series of adventures, each spontaneous and more daring than the last. She stripped for him at night to slow, earthy jazz that oozed from the stereo, the dimmed blue light she bought only that afternoon silhouetting her body as she twisted hungrily before him. She spoke to him graphically, breathlessly, as they returned from a Saturday visit to the museum, telling him how the lines and mass of a certain sculpture made her think of how wonderful his own body looked to.