My parents are broad-minded and often go to big page 3 parties. They have raised me the same way. Even their marriage is an open marriage. I could see...them flirting with other men and women at those parties.I was now growing up, and as any grown-up wanted to explore my sexuality. I, too, had a crush on few girls around my circle and even on older girls and few married ladies too. I was a bit shy approaching them.My mom had kept two young interns at her office to assist her. One was Shweta. She. I then looked down to position my dick above her moist pussy. I trembled again and then plunged my knob all the way to the end of her pussy. She screamed out it in pain and pleasure. I left it there for a few moments so her muscles contracted around my pole. I then very slowly started lifting my waist up and down into her love box. I got more and more exited to get harder and faster. She groaned as I pounded at her. She then wrapped her legs around my back and tightened her grip on my. Your fingers feel so good as you tease my aroused swollen clit, I moan even louder as my sexual senses want you more and more. We gently kiss each other and in a moment our tongues are passionately writhing together like I have never felt before. Reaching around I quickly pull the zip down on my dress letting it fall off my shoulders slightly, you take my lead, quickly pulling it all the way down, you soon notice my breasts bulging out from the low cut silky bra I'm wearing and still fingering. You were in the loser category and not worth consideration.”“Ouch...”“Don’t be offended,” she responded with a wide smile. “You earned your category last year. You were the classic picture of a slacker. But now, you don’t fit in any category – you aren’t a jock but you are in great shape and jog every day. You are getting great grades and even have a responsible job. Finally, you no longer dress like a loser.”“Where did you get all of this information?” James questioned.“When will you boys.