Pim taught me that the passion of the woman feeds the passion of the man.Pim also introduced me to new “love zones” as she called them. She taugh... me how to touch and kiss her belly button, her long and slender brown feet with pink polish on her toe nails, her slender and firm inner thighs, her smooth underarms. She taught me how to massage her body and to use scented oils and flavored lubricants. Pim taught me the importance of going SLOWLY and making everything build up. Finally, she. When we reached the steps leading up to the tub, Erin turned to me and began to slowly undo the buttons of my shirt. Her lips followed, kissing the exposed skin until she reached the waist. Her hands unbuckled the belt and pulled the zipper down, I kept looking back and forth at the three of them. Mom and sis had moved to the edge of the tub to get a better view as Erin slipped the shirt from my shoulders as we shared a passionate kiss. I felt the shirt slide down my arms, and fall to the. It started to have an erection, but that was only until I pushed it back again, and so on. Gentle circular motion over the top of my foreskin using my middle finger was a natural progression from there. All the time I kept my penis pushed against my testicles. It required only a minimum of pressure. There was no more erection, but the tingling and anticipation were there.It took only the first drop of precum to start the wet and slippery sensation of an approaching orgasm. Occasionally I looked. Based on the fact Ray had always stopped in the past, Cindy felt certain that, sooner or later, he was bound to stop this time. But as he continued pumping cum into her mouth, she started wondering if it was going to be later instead of sooner. The ejaculation slowed enough to let her handle everything Ray had to give, but she still wondered when he was going to stop. At this rate, she figured they might be about to set some kind of world’s record for longest climax. The first hint Ray was.