I walked towards her. Thejar she pointed was rightabove her over the top self.There was narrow gullybetween two platform. Theone she was cooking on an...the one was behind her. Soto get the jar from the topself I practically end upstanding behind her. Butbecause she was standingthere I could not reach to thetop self.“Can you move a little so Ican reach over?” I askedher.“No, I cant just do it. Hurryup”“Ok, I am on it”I had o choice but come rightbehind her and tried to reachthe top self. I had to. Alex bounced another ball, bent over and stared at the net. The blonde haired ball boy was on his knees and looking directly into her eyes and she smiled back at him. He had been watching her all afternoon, mostly trying to get a peek up her skirt she knew. Well maybe she would give him a quick thrill today. Alex stood back up and flexed her knees. Then she turned so that her back was to the net and she reached under her skirt and pulled her panties up so tight that she knew that they had slid. In later experiments, Eleanor strapped the thin phallus to her harness and gently inserted it into my rose, pressing down with her hips in a thrusting manner, while simultaneously fingering my vagina as the vibration machine buzzed away at my clitoris. Although I had violent orgasms when she did this, they were so intense I rarely requested the combination and so Eleanor saved it for very rare occasions. Eleanor instructed me in the fine art of discerning a woman’s preference. Within my second. She just oozed sex, in an amazing way. “You ok?” I asked. She smiled. Wow, what a cheeky smile it was too. “Yeah, I’m good”, and before she could say anything else I reached out for her hand. “Would you like to go upstairs?” and I leant forward and kissed those lips again. She groaned in my mouth and my butterflies seemed to vanish.I led Lisa into my room. Placing her bag to the floor she turned and kissed me passionately. Our lips wrestled together as her hand grabbed my hips. I felt myself.