I resist the urge to scream. He pulls out, not all the way, just leaving his head in and rams into me again. He feels wonderful, I do everything I c...n to keep from cumming. My pussy is on fire and dripping. He continues to pound me for all im worth. He lets go of my hair and grabs my hips, pulling me to him as he thrusts. He thrusts into me with enough force that I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. My whole body was on fire, every touch and sound threatened to send me over. " My good buddy, Ricky interrupted.As I was saying, before someone ran over me wearing track spikes and messed up my train of thought..."TRAIN? You idiot ... your train of thought is a leaky old switch engine, coal car and a caboose."You did it again!"What?"Derailed me."What does a racing bike gear changer have to do with your sister of the 32 C's, blond hair, pierced brain and shaved pussy?"AAARRRGGGHH!"What?"When did she get 32C's?"Damned if I know, you brought it up!"Didn't."Did. Read back. She held it in front of her face and inhaled deeply. She then licked the wet spot where her pussy had just been leaking her love juices. She let her panties fall from her hands and as they hit the floor she looked at me with a devilish smile. “I love the smell of my pussy,” she said. She always told me how the smell of her pussy turned her on so. Our conversation quickly turned to what it’d be like for me to see her with another woman. “To see another woman eating you out would be amazing." I. She didn't want to use her Pakistani name but wanted to be referred as Marge.Mary went through all the events of the day I brought her here, and as she was telling them she was rubbing her foot up and down my leg. When she had finished she took a quick look at the clock and said." I have to go and set up the morning break for Lady Gertrude and the people in the Sitting room upstairs." With that she dashed out the door.Marge said, "Mary thinks you are wonderful, and from what she says and I see,.