"Omigod, Michael, you're naked," she said as she stood there pointing at my cock."Close the door, Joann," I asked and she pulled it shut."Were you two..... , omigod. You were fucking. You and Eileen." Well, maybe, just let me get dressed, okay?" Oh, um, well, Michael, you don't have to do it just for me. I mean I've seen a guy's dick before, no big deal. And it looks nice. Can you shave my bikini line and trim my bush?" and she handed me a pair of scissors."Um, with me like this?" I asked. June whispered seductively, "Matthew, you are making me feel like a woman again. It has been so long. Don't stop. Don't ever stop." Guess what, I was not about to stop our sexual encounter. My fingers went deeper and deeper into her and were moving furiously. My lust was trying to keep up with June's orgasms. June purred, "Matthew make me cum with your skilled hands and fingers. It has been so long, so very long since I have really cum with a man. I want you to take me to the top of the world.". His fingers moved in circles, never staying too long in one place. First two of his fingers were inside me, before moving slowly around my labia, and then deliciously touching my desperately eager clitoris.It sent a quiver through me, washed my skin with bliss, making the hairs on my arm stand up. I noticed that my moan of disappointment as he again moved on, drew quite a wicked smile from the boy. He was definitely taking a sadistic pleasure in prolonging my moment.He took me, incredibly. ”I lost my thinking as she said it. I was looking at her face, and she was looking at the floor with a slight smile.“Uh-huh… Someone can’t hold herself,” I replied.“Look who’s talking. Like you didn’t masturbate in my bathroom today,” she said with a smirk.I was stunned yet again. She knew. She knew everything. All the shame between us had disappeared now. Without speaking further, I spun the bottle again.It landed on her, and she chose truth. “Did you know that I was staring at your breasts in.