Just wondering.’ The rest of the evening was fairly quiet, we spoke, but on pleasant, neutral subjects. When I looked at her, sitting there, she see...ed very comfortable. Brit had told me she liked my dark leather sofa/chair set, and the Craftsman style coffee and end tables. She had even helped me pick out the lamps with the Tiffany-style shades and the wool-and-silk oriental rugs. Brit liked being surrounded by nice things. At this point the question in my mind was: did she really love me, or. By the time summer hit we were doing it every day, different ways, and I even came to enjoy it.”Then another one of the brothers, the one still in high school, says he loves me too, and the sisters say that I should at least give him a chance. So there I am, locked between two guys, going from one bed to another. I didn’t think anything of it, just thought it a normal thing to do while growing up. I learned lot, like about my period and birth control; how to tint my hair and how to keep a guy’s. A second later I exploded deep inside her. She screamed. She started to orgasm. I could feel both are fluids on my cock. A few minutes later I pulled out my wet cock.Mischa wiggled her big ass and wet pussy at me. She put her index finger in her mouth. She bite down on her nail. She had a big grin on her face. "Mmmm Masseuse Buck. I've always wanted to give a masseuse a massage. Lie on your stomach." said Mischa. I did what she said. She took out some oil. She then oiled my body. She spent. With him still staring, I unzipped my shorts and bent down to pull them off. I turned around to spread my damp t-shirt and shorts on the rock, so they would dry in the sun. I knew he was still watching me from behind, as I hooked my fingers in my bra, stripping it over my head, then removed my white cotton panties. I knew he could see my ass and my pussy from behind. I wanted him to see. Shit, I was getting excited, just being this close to a man ... a strange man.I deliberately turned slowly.