The fact he entered me in this position meant it wasn't as deep as it had been the previous meeting and I loved the feeling of his hips slamming again...t my buttocks as he began to pound me hard.Lewis sped up and was pounding me that hard it was shoving my head forward onto Mike’s cock and making me gag. I was just at the point of pulling my mouth off his cock when I felt Lewis’s hand grip my hip hard and he rammed his cock into me letting out a loud grunt before he trembled as his cock twitched. Peter held her firmly while I continued to open her buttons and when they were all open I pulled the material out of the waistband of her skirt then pushed the blouse off her shoulder's. As though we had practised it Peter released his grip on one arm just long enough for me to push the blouse down, renewing his grip we repeated the procedure with the other arm. Grinning I pulled the blouse off my sister and tossed it across the room into my chair, reaching around her I opened the clasp of her. What a sight Samantha was as she propped herself up on her elbows with her long legs spread wide as I crawled before her. She was breathing hard. Her voluptuous body streaked with oil, cum, leaves and earth. Her arse was a mass of livid red wets. Her makeup was smeared over here face, and her hair was a tangled mess of goo, mud and leaves. “Now,” Anita demanded of her slave, “Tell us, you dirty, dirty whore, what you want this boy to do.” Samantha was so desperate she had slid one hand. I introduced my self again and was shuffled in with polite haste. “Struggling with the Conversation of Momentum my dear?” Kevin asked with a grin. “Absolutely,” I replied, somewhat still not sure what I had located. “Fear not, everyone around me makes A’s.. Right boys?” he said. The gallery gave a resounding shout and went immediately back to their conversation, with somewhat devilish grins. “Whenever you’re ready,” I said. Kevin just grinned and then told me his story, or rather… racket. “I.