.. My fingers would attach themselves to my clit, rubbing it softly as I squirmed from Michael's moans of pleasure. I was doing it too. I was watching...him masturbate in front of me. And God I loved it. We both continued our ventures until we both began to climax. When he came, my body shuttered. I actually got to see him cum, right in front of my eyes in real time. Was this really happening? Was this a dream? No way. We started doing this more and more often, especially after my parents would. . Frieda would make comments like "See this spot? It's REAL sensitive..." or "Suck, but just enough to bring your cheeks in over your teeth -- otherwise, it's too rough for him and too much work for you..." or "Use that tongue! Your pussy doesn't have one, which is probably too bad..." and "Ease up going in -- rest your mouth. But tighten up coming back and give the ridge at the back of the head a workout..." Frieda's answer to deep throat was, "Don't try to do this -- get the basics down. He excused himself saying he wanted to get some condoms and lube from his locker.Sarah came back from the changing rooms just in her robe, carrying a towel. She asked where Lee was and I told her. We had brought condoms with us but not considered lube, however, having seen the size of his cock I was quite pleased he had. I told Sarah i had explained fully to him that we were getting a guy purely for penetration so he wasn't expecting a lot of foreplay like cock sucking and such and he was happy. " Go get him," Ned commanded and Edgar shuffled out the door. I turned around and ate a few spoonfuls of stew. Ned and Mr. Oldham huddled about how much the two workers had coming. "We'll pay them in cash. Have them sign a receipt for the workweek ending September 20," Mr. Oldham told Ned.When Edgar brought Pinky inside I turned my seat back around to face him, but he wouldn't look at any of us. They both looked tired, dirty and unshaven. Mr. Oldham questioned them. Edgar did all the talking..