John Smith's erect member was twitching now. He was not the first man who seemed to love her stumps. Violet used her only elbow to move back a little,...and John Smith followed along on all fours until Violet reached the pillow with her head.'Those look delicious,' she said, nodding towards the strawberries. 'I'd love to try one.'He reached for the bowl of fruit on the night stand and took a single, chocolaty strawberry. Violet put her stump on his arm and guided it towards her mouth. She took a. He slid his fingers into her vagina and ass. Within moments, she was screaming as her orgasm raged through her body. Her body shook, her juices flooded from her pussy, and Frankie found her screams drove him wild. He didn't want to stop, but he did after a second orgasm. Then he stood up, his cock rock hard, and grabbed her head saying, "My turn."Sandra smiled, opened her mouth, and sucked his cock. Frankie loved watching her mouth take his entire member, how amazing her lips felt around his. I slipped my panties off my bottom and kicked them to the foot of the bed, and then I wriggled out of my t-shirt so I could play with my breasts and my pussy at the same time. I was already wet when I slipped my fingers into my vulva and found my little clitty, which I fondled until it began to throb.Soon I heard the sound of my parents doing what parents do in bed at night, and since I was so much more aware of sex than I had been before, I decided to see if I could get a peek of them in. We each dug in, being restrained as we did, trying not to put the other off by being too eager with eating. We talked about our childhoods and our educations; I was fascinated by her studying abroad for a semester and her travelling. In return, she was fascinated about my time in Kenya. As soon as we had broken the ice, our conversation flowed as if we were lifelong friends.“So, Becca, why are you working here in Britain? What brought you to work in this rain-wracked isle?” I asked with a smile.