Not that I wasn't ready to shed my cherry, either! The railing we were sitting on was wooden, about four inches wide, almost flat on top. I suppose it...was designed for what we were doing. I leaned forward for balance then slid my butt further back so that my pussy was exposed and my thighs were now supporting me. As I'd planned, his fingers quickly discovered my new vulnerability. The pool went back to a wall so there was no one directly behind us. I relaxed, spread my buns a little, and felt. She needed milking now and didnt care by who or all of them. She was surprised when the wife brought the black baby over to her and placed the baby between her legs on its belly. The black baby was naked and amazingly he started crawling up to my wifes pussy. Quickly the tit master had handcuffed my wifes wrist and she was hopelessly unable to help the baby. The baby started mouthing my wifes pussy. She also was leaking milk out of her nipples and the tit master wiped it up with his finger and. "Oh, the scene is just getting started. I like to call this next part 'Catholic Schoolgirl's Revenge.' It's a sequel, but I think it's better than the original."He felt her hand wrapped in his hair, pulling him back into the shower. His lungs sucked in a deep breath of air, full of the deep smell of sex and acrid scent of his own piss as he carefully stumbled backwards. "You pious fuck." She pulled him close then spun him around, rubbing her wet naked body against his. His groan of. If they wiggle while I play with them, they like what I’m doing. If they stop wiggling… I stop.Recalling those scenes in my twisted mind… I realize that I've never been asked to stop. In truth, many of these lovely ladies even rock with me as I hump them. I suppose that means they like it! Yes, you heard me right.With that exciting revelation, I continue my thought, “What other things could I do to them that could continue to turn us both on? Maybe, secretly (or not so secretly) they’d want me.