I decide to make my move to fuck her. Seeing me move Rachael demands, “No, loser. Keep licking until I cum.” No problem, sliding a finger into her...moist hot pussy. I finger fuck her and I suck her clit until she writhes over the table as she cums.She pulls her legs up high and wide. “You still hard?” I nod. “Right put your hands on my thighs and keep me folded in two. Great, now without touching your dick slide it in.” She giggled as my first attempt misses its mark. “You can’t fire a bow to. Developments," began Justine, leading the parents into the dining room." Good to see you again, Count," said Foust. "Nice of you to put up the two lovebirds until we could return."The count simply nodded and smiled.Andre had also embraced his mother and they too entered the dining room and seated themselves.Having married and born her only child at sixteen, Margo Letour was still a ravishing thirty-nine year old. Her hair was a deep auburn which set off her bright green eyes. Soft features gave. I think it was the fact that Julie had hurt me deeply with her fickle approach to being best friends. She had sort of dropped me like a hot potato when Elena started licking her brown star and in a sense I couldn't blame her because Elena's lips on one's backside was enough to cause a serious orgasm just thinking about it.Since I felt I was sort of the "third wheel" on our room-mate bicycle, I decided to move out of the room and in with the four geek boys with happy cocks. It was a big change. It was to be a torment that near drove me to distraction. If I thought my bladder was full as I waddled to my position, imagine my position as the big bottle of orange juice and the coffee began to arrive into an already over-full bladder.Those cameras recorded every tiny grimace every grunt every groan, as slowly, oh so very slowly, my torment increased from mild discomfort through painful to excruciating, and way beyond. I have no idea what was happening to the girl though I could hear her.