Cindy smiled and said, "I'm fine with the women touching me too. The more hands the better!" Pete asked her if there were any parts of her body that ...he didn't want touched and she said that we were welcome to touch everywhere! I was beginning to learn just how bold and daring my partner was! There were two rules. 1. soft, gentle touches only. 2. no penetration. We were told to take off our clothes and approach Cindy. Cindy standing naked in the middle. Her hands together in a prayer. " As she said that my fingers were running from her clit down and into her pussy and then back up again. She was squirming her hips in time with me."I want you naked as well so I can see all of you!" Oh, God!" She tensed up and squeezed her breasts hard and then a massive convulsion overtook her and she pushed back hard against her seat and let out an explosive breath as she came all over my hand.As she slowly relaxed I pulled my hand out and tasted her again. She tasted sweeter and certainly. I assured her there was no sign of the naughty critter; it looked like it was all web. I noted with relish the way her snug fitting jeans flowed over her lower body and way her ample bust filled her flamingo pink V necked jumper and the white T-shirt styled top she wore underneath. “Good,” she responded and then grimaced slightly. “Man, I hate that; they give me the hebbie jebbies.” Michelle looked at me for a moment and then added, “Oh, I like your hair cut, an improvement on the little Dutch. Not only was the position they had her in highly uncomfortable, Steve was now manually milking her, and he wasn’t being gentle. Josh watched as the darker shade around his mom’s nipples were pinched and pulled down, causing milk to squirt out everywhere.“You definitely know your shit, Doc. We got one hell of a milker here. Massive flow from massive teats. Just how I like ‘em.” Steve laughed as the milk sprayed onto his chest. He pulled a tit up to his lips to get another quick suck in, “This.