TONGUEME, DEEPER, SIR... YES, SIR... FASTER, SIR... DEEPER, SIR... GOOD, SIR... GOOD... GOD... GOOD... TONGUE ME... YES... YES..."Mini orgasms started...to shake her body "AHK... AHK... AHK... ORGH... AHH... OHHH... OHHH... YEZZZ... YEZZZ... SIRRR... SIRRR..."Mr. Manish wanted to do more than tongue fuck this young sexpot. So, he withdrew his tongue from her overly juicy cunt."Why, sir? WHY?" Disappointment was written all over her face."I need some help, Asha." What help, sir?"Mr. Manish moved. All I could come up with for this problem was raw luck. Sure, I had a lot of training and a little experience that would help, but both the training and experience were over thirty years old. I was rusty as hell and I was sure I’d forgotten big chunks of the training I’d received. In addition to the training, though; I had some really excellent technology, that I was certain would be very beneficial if my luck didn’t hold. It wouldn’t do me much good if I didn’t spot the threat in time or was. We made the libidinous girl spend twice before we each poured down torrents of sperm into her mouth and cunt. We paused some time before we were again in a fit state to resume operations. Then Fred moved from the front to the rear, while I took possession of his evacuated post. Dear Louisa's tongue intertwined with mine, while I handled the nipples of her tits, and wildly excited all her lubricity.Again she spent twice to our once. We were longer than usual owing to the heavy work we had. 5 minutes later I'm cumming again, and once more Natalie swallowed.Again we relaxed and I fingered her lightly. I said, "Well now we have to go for round three just to piss them off." She laughed and said, "I don't think I can swallow any more cum tonight." I told her (truthfully) that I didn't care about that sort of thing and, of course, I'd announce with plenty of time to spare. "Also," I added, "I really want to eat your pussy again and make you cum." We re-assume our last position. Now I.