Now, I could see her clean shaven pussy. Her lips were all puffy and swollen from both her fingers and the vibrator. I was still tongue tied. “Nancy... I think you have been a naughty little girl watching me. Do you like what you see?” I tried to protest but there was no use. It didn’t help that Sara started to massage her clit with one hand while she helped me up and led me to her chaise lounge. Sara told me to take my clothes off. It was only fair, she said. Sara also told me that her. When I, after three months, had passed his finely art-of-fellatio-test I gota new everyday duty to perform and carry out. I must every morning sneak into his bedroom, get under his comforter from thefoot side and wake him up by my mouth and strictly remember every detail he hadtaught me to do. I loved it when he praised me and I could not find any limitin my strain to make him happy with my performance. He asked for more and more before he gave me he acknowledge and I strived moreand more to. Later that evening we settled down and chatted over a few drinks quickly the conversation between the girls got on to sexual preferences and Amanda started on about the benefits of a big thick cock and from what was said it became apparent that Susan knew all about Amanda’s fling with Jerry, I could tell that Susan seemed embarrassed for me and tried to change the conversation but as the drink flowed Amanda continually returned to the same old story, eventually Susan commented that she thought. She stared to pick up her suite. Little tuff guy grabbed her arm and said what are you doing? She said I'm going to get fucked by this man. So let go of me. He said you slut , I don't think the t sound was all the way out of his mouth when John's fist knocked his ass out cold. John, my wife ,and I all walked to John's boat and shoved off. When we where out far enough so they couldn't hear us John asked who those guys where. My wife said they all three work with her. I said no shit now they.