The thought of the solid rod, she was massaging, filling her tight love tube caused butterflies in the pit of her stomach. She didn’t realise how cl...se to orgasm she could get without any real physical stimulant. Her other hand she moved to his balls gently massaging the V of his legs. She could even feel how swollen these were trapped just into the leg of his tight leathers.Almost painfully his manhood started to swell straining to extend down his leg but obstructed by the close fit of his. I took the soap off the shelf and washed Jennifer’s body, being ever so gentle with her. Then I lathered up my hands with shampoo as she turned her back to me and leaned her head back. I washed her hair, working my fingers down to her scalp. We finished our shower and got dressed so we could leave. When we got in the car, I pulled a blind fold out and covered Jennifer’s eyes. She said she wanted to know where we was going but I told her I couldn’t tell her that it was a secret. After a short. Other girls on horses followed, and they all clattered down a path into a patch of woods.In her own private region of The Construct, Cheryl swung her leg over the hip of a teacher. This was Mr. Olney. In a regular school he would be teaching shop. Here he taught CAD—Computer Assisted Design—and letting at least two girls a day ride his wonderful cock. Grasping that organ in her hands, Cheryl slowly and deliciously impaled herself on him. When she reached bottom she adjusted her legs, and then. "The nurse came back into reception. "Mr Anderson" she calledI followed her to a cubicle where she asked me to pull my shirt up and lie face down on the bed. As I did so she kept giggling to her self."Do you know Sarah?" I asked."Who" she said then realised and continued "Oh you mean the lady you came in with. No I've never met her before today." Well, the two of you seemed to be sharing a good joke at my expense. Would you mind sharing it with me." No it wasn't really at your expense." she.