Erica had only come a dozen or two times in her life, and always with me or alone. She was into the right-here, right-now, school of coming as soon as...she knew she was close. I knew I could teach her far better enjoyment of sex by prolonging the arousal and dragging the come out. I was fully enveloped by her butt cheeks. I was as deep inside her as I could be in this position. I was comfortable and had managed to stick my thumb into her vagina as my middle finger continued its assault on her. “Hi, I’m Olly, eh, Oliver” I managed to get out through clenched teeth as my nostrils flared trying to suck in enough oxygen to keep me alive just a few steps more.And then suddenly it got worse. Sarah picked up pace and of course I had to push myself to keep up, and then she turned off towards the chapel which was up hill. And then when we got to the chapel she started to run up and down the steep steps up to the front door! This was killing me. I paused, bent double, at the top, and surveyed. .both of you...in ten minutes." The girls left their fathers to continue talking and raced upstairs. "Your dad has a nice cock," spoke Michelle. "I enjoyed teasing him...but I felt kind've sorry to leave him like that," she giggled."You'll get your chance later. Tonight is my night." You're still up for this then? It's not too late to change your mind." Yes I am." Chantal was excited and went on. "I thought I'd be nervous but I'm not...well, perhaps just a little. Maybe the wine helped." Maybe. It was so soft and I could see the boldness of her breasts in that faded light. Meeta aunty swiftly turned and with one motion placed her mouth to mine.She was breathing so hard and inviting me to bed. I started rounding her buttocks and it was nice feeling to run through the panty line on top of her saree and inner skirt. She kept on shouting that she wants me. I too wanted to take her bed at the earliest but kept on finding new way to explore her. I slowly raised her saree and inner skirt.