Her shoulders were bare, partly hidden beneath her frizzy blond hair. The expanse below her neck was naked, too, bordered by the falls of hair, and my...heart sort of bounced as I imagined that her folded arms blocked my view of her naked breasts, which, from what I had observed through her T-shirts and sweaters, were quite luscious for a girl our age. Life being what it was, it probably wasn’t true. But it didn’t need to be. The suggestion of nudity alone was enough to set me trembling.“Just. I kicked off the heels, sat on the couch and reached a tremblinghand up my skirt to pull off the thong. I'd had enough sex as a man toknow how to please a woman, and I went to work.Three screaming orgasms later, I was covered in sweat, my hair was askewand I was sitting in a puddle on the couch. "Wow," I said out loud, to noone in particular. "A guy could get used to that." Soon after, I lay downon the couch and was out like a light. What would Sunday bring?***I awoke Sunday morning wondering. .. maybe a thong! The garden was the opposite of Mrs Bennet's, there were no flowers, a few shrubs in one corner. Most of the garden was taken up with a huge swimming pool, it looked so inviting. ‘maybe you’ll get to play in there later?’ jean said, I could see the mischief in her eyes. ‘so, what is it you need doing Jean?’ I asked. ‘Well as you can see, I like to keep the lawn trimmed, and the bush as well!’ Jean sat down on a lounger at the side of the pool, I was on the other side of the. Woh kafi tez tez chik rahi thi gaand mein ungli lete time. Fir maine apne lund aur uski gaand pe thuk lagaya aur gulab ke phool ki pankhudia uski gaand mein thus di.Aur fir apna lund uski gaand mein dalne ki try karne laga uski gaand kafi tight thi. Kafi der try karne ke baad uski gand mein mera aadha lund ghusa uski gaand aur gulab ke phool ko ragadte hue. Woh zor zor se chilaane lagi aur usne mujhe dhaka deke bhagne ki try kari.Maine usse pakda aur jhatke marna shuru kar diya. Woh bhi tez tez.