Her hand wrapped around my cock squeezing and stroking it in time with my licks. My tongue shivered as I moaned hard into her pussy, a moan that would...have otherwise been a scream if not muffled by her silky wet folds. She must have liked the feel of me moaning because she quickly bent down and slipped the tip of my dick into her mouth again urging louder, and stronger moans from me. Every movement of our bodies in tune, each moan drawing a response from the other causing heightened pleasure. She made no bones about the fact that by the time she was sixteen, she had done it all. You name it, she did it; handjobs, blowjobs, straight, anal and women as well. In high school she was fucking two male teachers regularly for good marks and going down on an older teacher at least twice a week just because she liked the way her pussy tasted. Her first and last husband, the father of my wife, lasted only time enough to knock her up. He was gone before Gwen was born. Since her. I think some of them were up erect too! Being in the water fortunately concealed my erection. From time to time as we swam Richard and I got together as we hung on the side rail and we felt each other’s sex kit under the water. Richard’s penis was staying as erect as mine was. I could hardly wait to get back into that cubicle!After the swimming lesson there were no time constraints and boys drifted off as soon as they were dressed. In the cubicle we took each other’s swim trunks off. I remember. My apologies if I have used something from elsewhere, it was not intended. Yes, it does look like a harem story because it is one. If this genre does not interest you then read no further. -GfG ============================================ Sunday Day 28 The Bean House was ultra busy with a group of weekend cyclists having their mid-ride break. The noise level hit John’s ears almost as much as the fluoro colours of the cycling outfits hit his eyes. They only had to wait a minute for Linda to.