This time I openly ogled her body as it came into view. When she reached the couch, she turned and sat, spreading her legs. She'd shaved her pubic reg...on except for a small triangle on her mound. She slid one hand down and began playing with her lower lips.I gulped. She's had tons of guys go down on her. I'm probably nowhere in their league. What made me ask for this?Because you were too scared to ask for another blowjob.I could still enjoy this, though. I sank to my knees in front of Sherri. Though naturally apprehensive, I was ready; for this moment I had waited my whole life. Sitting astride the saddle, I pulled up my skirts then hooked my feet into the swinging stirrups. A moment's adjustment and I achieved a degree of comfort rarely afforded me in everyday life. I fitted the machine perfectly; the measurements, the constant alterations, had been worth every painstaking moment, every grief-ridden hour. I closed my eyes, allowed myself the rarest smile while running my calloused. He and the other guy followed. I continued to pull on my cock from time to time as we sat there in silence, glancing over to see if my uncut brothers cock was perking up also. I could see he was starting to take a bit of interest, so I decided to head back to the showers.I didn't have to wait long for him to follow. The uncut guy soon took the shower right next to me. I turned to hi and nodded, looking at his cock as I bobbed my head. He said in a European accent 'have a good workout?'. I said. .." I could hear it a heartbeat slow and steady. He grinned devilishly "let's go see who that is" I saw the door open and body step out. I quickly glance back at the mirror my reflection is no longer there. My body looked back at eyes red as the ones in the mirror. I was now standing in the living area, there she was there looking for a missing bag I suppose. He walked up behind her, "Hey Sara!" "What the fuck do you want assholes?" "Tsk tsk tsk what a foul mouth on such a pretty girl." She was.