FUCK it like I’m your personal slut, your own little whore.”I began increasing my speed and force but Jenny kept signaling with one hand to go fas...er, faster. The other hand had, as far as I could tell, four fingers shoved up her pussy and she was masturbating herself frantically.Quicker than I would have thought possible I could feel my orgasm building, but when I tried to warn Jenny she grabbed my butt with both hands, then took a finger that was coated with her pussy juice and shoved it in. ”“I agree, let’s all get ready for a swim,” Ian said. “Then loser has sex with…”“No, I want Mark first,” Sally interrupted. “This sounds pre-planned again,” I said, feeling my cheeks flush. “Err, no, it’s not,” Sally said. “Anyway, let’s forget about the pool and we girls will go to our rooms.” Before anyone could speak, she continued, “Mark you’re in mine; Richard in Andrea’s room, and dad’s with mum. See you in ten minutes, Mark.” And they went, leaving three bemused men looking at each. After the waves of bliss had subsided, Freya collapsed onto the couch in a heap, allowing Edward a chance to regain his breath. He looked upon her magnificent, nude form affectionately, grateful for the opportunity to provide her pleasure. His mistress raised her head and smiled wearily at him, then turned around and slumped back into the couch, her legs spread carelessly apart. Freya reached between her thighs and delicately wiped away the residue of her orgasm. She raised her hand and held it. Irina a lovely yummy mummy my neighbour invited me for coffee as we travelled up in the lift to the 7th floor of our block. It was early morning I had been to the shops she had just returned from taking her daughter to school. Irina is your typical mid thirties Muscovite lady, one c***d divorced with a professional job. Irina stands around 5ft 10” a typical height for a Russian lady of her time very thin great hips leggy tight arse tiny titties, pretty face and bobbed blonde hair and zero signs.