I was ready and very wet. Fran came over and undid the belt of my shorts and pulled them down along with my thong. Joyce stopped kissing me and pulled...my top over my head; I was naked. Joyce bent down and sucked hard on one of my nipples, reached down with her hand and found my wet pussy, pushed a couple of fingers in and started playing with my clit. Fran had the other nipple in her mouth and was caressing the cheeks of my ass and was slowly running a finger down to my asshole. Joyce got me. My weekender clothing was a T-Shirt and a pair of shorts that were torn down the left front side from the waist band to just above the leg hem. I always dressed commando style around the home and with no boxer material in its path, my cock would often swing around and poke its head through the torn opening in the shorts. We lived up the incline behind Harry’s place and could look down into Harry’s driveway from our front yard. I had not seen any cars at Harry’s this morning when I looked, so as. Sian knocked my office door and came in She was wearing white polo uniform top grey skirt which barley covered her modesty , On here legs she was wearing grey tights which were more sheer than the other girls were wearing ."Sit down Sian " she did not respond verbally but sat down in the chair which was a few feet from my desk. As she sat down she slightly parted her legs it was clear that she was not wearing any knickers under her tights ( pantyhose). My clit began to tingle . I must reveal. Now spread your legs a bit more apart. That is good.”Emma feels Donald’s latex fingers spread her thighs and gasps a little from the soft feel of them. Bent over, legs spread wide, she feels the gloved fingers of his one hand spread her ass cheeks apart. And then the cool, wetness, of the lubricant being dripped up and down her crack.She tenses a little as she realizes what is going to happen. She is unsure about this. But if Donald feels that this is what she must learn next, she will.