"What could I do? I love my mother and I would do anything--jeez, thank goodness for word processing, I just typed 'anythong' by mistake--is that Freu...ian or what?--anyway, I would do anything for her that she really wanted, and I could tell that she was horny. I wasn't happy about her having an affair with someone other than Daddy, especially with the wonderful man who had taken my cherry, but I decided that we could straighten that out later. After all, she was the one who had perfected my. When a few went in to organise lunch Tricia went back to our room to get something, when she came back out she looked quite annoyed, due to the pile of clothes on the floor she couldn’t even walk around the room, so the rest of us were made clean the room. Myself, Jen and Sharron went in and started tidying up, sorting out the clothes and folding them on peoples beds. As we were just finished, and someone was calling us for lunch, Sharron said, I thought I threw my black thong in that corner,. ..I'm going out with Ken after work and meeting up with his pal Roger. Ken mentions these Euro folks might be meeting us. Roger's words were "Just a couple Sonny Jim's". I asked "What is a Sonny Jim?" and was told "A white person of little consequence". Then it was added "They just don't like us very much". So these fellows show up. I could not differentiate them from any other euro businessman type but it was evident by my friends demeanor they were not friends. Then I started to pickup. Zack cannot take his eyes off me as every part of my body shakes. He focuses on my pussy lips, which by now seem to have a life of their own. He is so absorbed by my body he does not notice what is happening to his? He goes ridged as he comes, the machine milking him dry. Watching him tips me over the edge and I orgasm followed soon afterward by Stacy. Zack again watches me intently as I have my second, third and forth orgasm. I lost count of the number of orgasms Stacy endure, but I know it.