Neither of us knew what the hell we were doing, but we tried lots of different things, whatever we could think of. Jack had to keep stopping me. He di...n’t want to cum too soon. I taught him to lick me and suck my clit. I came three times.”“I loved making her cum,” I said. “It was so great, hearing her moan, feeling her tense up and move against my mouth. The taste was like nothing I’d tasted before. I loved it. I still love it.”“Show me how you fucked the first time,” Marja whispered. “I want. I combed my hair down and took the time to curl it a little and put on a little lipstick. I dressed in a pair of fitted jeans and a top to show off what little curves I had. I put on some slip on heels and went out the door coffee in hand. The little shop belonged to my mother and she left it to me when she died. I still have the little rocking chair sitting in the window of the shop, hoping one day I will sit there with my little girl and teach her about flowers. I got to work opening windows. God, they were like a couple of old women at a sewing circle.Mike was appreciatively eying me up. Shaun seemed unaware of Mike's interest and to be fair, so was I. Shaun had a hand on my nylon-clad thigh and was slowly caressing me, occasionally slipping his hand under the hem of my skirt. It was driving me nuts.Embarrassingly I have to admit, that, for the first time ever, I lost control. Spectacularly."FOR FUCKS SAKE SHAUN, WILL YOU TAKE ME HOME AND FUCK ME!" I demanded before I realised that. They were now so potent I could hear nothing else. In fact they overpowered me so totally that I didn’t immediately understand what was happening. Then my slit tightened around my lover’s tongue and it finally dawned on me.“I-I’m coming!” I stuttered. Then I lost control and the only sounds to escape my mouth were powerful shrieks of ecstasy. The boxer continued propelling his tongue in and out of me, luring a little more arousal to my frame with each new penetration. My slit grew increasingly.