I carried Deb to the room where we had slept previously. I laid on my back and she laid on my chest with one of those beautiful legs draped over mine....In the morning I woke up first and went down on Deb. She orgasmed and I fucked her missionary style. She felt exquisite. Soft as velvet, wet and tight at the same time. This was the first time it crossed my mind that she was about fifteen years older than me. It sure didn’t make a difference as to how her pussy felt. We said nothing but were. “ This kind of made them nervous and they got a bit quiet. A moment later, Sandy asked “Michael…could I…you know…feel it?” “ Hmmm…..tell you what, you can feel it if I can feel your boobs while you do.“ But Michael…my boobs are so small….you don’t want to feel these little things.” “ Look Sandy, guys like ALL boobs. I don’t know why, so don’t ask, but to me, you all have beautiful boobs and I would love to feel all of them.” I reached out my hand to Sandy and she scooted in close enough to. I leant forward and inhaled her musk as our fingers twisted and turned inside her well used cunt. The smell was sweeter than I’d expected, but the amount of ‘love-juice’ oozing out either side of our fingers didn’t. Greg moved position and pulled his fingers out leaving a trail of slime across her thigh. The liquid looked and felt like glue as it clung to my fingers and knuckles each time I pulled them back to the opening of her slit. In one swift motion Greg removed his shorts and pants. . For some reason this meeting felt different. “Just to let you know, I heard you talking to the guys about what you wanted to do to me, how you would, how did you put it?” Shit! “ Erm erm I don’t know what you mean” “I think you do” her voice stern, her hand reaching in the top draw of her desk her leg tapped mine the material of her boots hitting me, one hand slowly, teased one of the gloves she had pulled out, finger by finger stretching the shiny leather until it encased her whole hand. “I.