Once before we went to school, that was standard, then again under the bleachers at school, as long as no one was around, a third time when we got hom... just before supper, and usually a fourth before we went to bed, if we weren't too tired that is. We always asked, neither of us believed in forcing the other to do anything.Chrissy stopped fondling my testicles and wrapped her hand around my swollen shaft, stroking me with a smooth back and forth motion as she continued to suck the end of my. ...my clit.....BURSTING!! All too soon Mistress removedthe knickers but put them back in because she said they were not clean,whether this was the case or she wanted to further the humiliation I donot know. These knickers soon went into the wash. I'm afraid that afterthis pair I was on a major high so the description of the next few pairswas heard through a haze of ecstatic bliss. The next pair was soiled whenshe made love to her lesbian friend, allowing her to lick Mistressespussy through the. I turned my head to see what made her stop and saw Mrs. Carsillo stepping out of her shorts and sitting down into a chair next to her husband. She looked amazing, red bikini, long dark hair and completely tanned like Valeri. She was also in great shape and unlike Valeri, who was about a 34B, she had a nice full 36D. My mom was obviously self conscious, since while she was pretty and large breasted herself, she was nowhere near as bold or fit as Mrs. Carsillo. I tried not to stare at Mrs.. Much to my delight, the first batch seemed to consist of all the ‘pretty boys’ amongst this congregation’s male population. A good sign that she went for someone a bit deeper than the appealing visage of the face, unfortunately for her I wasn’t the same. Standing within her presence - her elegant, trim frame so close that I could have reached out and slapped her shapely arse - I smiled gently to her as I tipped my wine glass forward slightly in a sigh of respect. Much to my delight, she smiled.