Laura was still moaning, "Please. Please make me cum." I looked her pussy. It was gaping. I saw my cum dribble out of her. "Please make me cummmmm," s...e hissed.I rested on knees. Suddenly, a hand went over my mouth and pulled me backwards. I was very frightened for a moment, until I looked up and saw Bill and Mark standing there in their uniforms with big smiles on their faces. Bill whispered in my ear, "That is a pretty sight. I think we will help Laura out of her predicament." I started to. I leaned over and started to kiss Sandy again, my tongue immediately exploring for hers and my hand slipped down her tummy inside the waistband of her panties. She responded, kissing me back like I expected a teen to do, willing but slightly awkward. I kept kissing her and started to play with her little clitoris again. Sandy moaned at the touch of my fingers and I could start to feel some wetness building again around the lips of her pussy.Stella had by now turned on her side to face us, her. Actually it's better than ok. After Mike told me, I acted surprised, and then told him that just knowing you were looking at me was beginning to turn me on as well. That's when he asked if I'd flash you." I said watching Ron put on his polo."That's crazy, actually it's nearly unbelievable." Ron replied reaching for his jeans."Well, it gets crazier. After he had your sloppy seconds, he was toying my pussy and told me to shout out your name as I was cumming." Get the fuck out of here. I thought I. Tammy was a bit drowsy, she said, from the beach drinks so she dozed off at first. Then she felt two strong male hands on her shoulders, rubbing oil on to her skin. She quickly looked up and saw that the masseurs were both large black men who had what she described as Jamaican accents. Hers was wearing a wife beater shirt, and loose boxer shorts. She panicked briefly when she remembered she was naked. She had expected a woman to do the massage. She mentioned that to Poppi, who just.