"Hold on Robbie! Hold on!" groaned Marie as her wet hot pussy slipped up down my shaft at a good rate "I just want to cum again! just once more!" "Yes...baby, hold on a bit longer! make me cum too!" groaned Mrs Jones rubbing her pussy in my face furiously.I did my best, as I lay there, while two hot naked thirty something women used my teen body as their personnel sex toy, but after just another minute, I realised I just couldn't hold on any more."I'm going to cum!" I groaned under Mrs Jones's. I'm sitting at the kitchen table in my robe, and having some lunch.The doorbell fings and I go to the door. There is standing a hunky looking guy in his jacket and jeans. Toolbox in one hand and a soda in the other. I let him in and tell him what has happened.I take him to the basement where the hot water heater is. He bends down and looks around. He's tinkering with some of the pipes and takes his jacket off, to reach deep in the heater, for a loose pipe. He pulls out the pipe and says. I was suspicious but not certain of what was to happen. A few people has seen me shafted but this was going to be a first for me, watching another woman have sex. And I was sure that that was what was going to happen. Brian’s zip was already down and he was fumbling with his belt.Miss Ferguson tuned to her desk and bent forward over it. She rested on her elbows and pushed her bum into the air and wiggled it. She was watching Brian’s approach with a secret smile on her face. Brian’s trousers. It was nice to have her work appreciated."Good morning." He let his hand slide over the flat of her belly, fingertip dipping into the navel she'd shaped over a long winter. "Feel like going again?"Jazmura was tempted. That phase of her mission was complete, but she would have to hold this form for three quarters of a year while the messiah gestated. She needed to do something while she waited and a constant shagfest seemed like a much better choice than macrame.Still, if she were going to keep.