Lesley got home and went straight to her bedroom. The k**s were outside playing football. She stripped her uniform off and lay on the bed. She slipped...a hand into her thong through the jungle of hair and slipped three fingers straight into pussy. She was soaking. She retrieved her 6" dildo and battered her needy gash. With her other hand she squeezed a nipple through her bra, making her eyes nearly water. Her eyes were closed and that monster was still swinging in her vision. She felt her. She was defiant that she was not going to give in to this.Maxs' assault on her clitoris was relentless, flick after flick, it continued, Paris was in ecstasy. Max was aware of this and inserted the index and middle finger of his right hand into her at the same time - a three pronged assault on her favourite pleasure area. What a very talented prospective boss she had indeed!That was the final straw for Paris as try as she might she just couldn't take it any longer, she started bucking herself. . very erotic ... and my cock began to twitch ...I recognized two of the girls who where entwined together in a lesbian clinch, (they were a friends two young daughters, who I'd often eyed-at in the garden), anyway, they were both kissing and sucking on each other’s tongue as two youths were ramming their cocks into the sister's hairy cunts.They spotted me, and called me over, I hesitated, but relented, and approached the writhing mass or bodies; Jessica, one of the sisters spoke "Hiya Terry,. “You were good to me last night. I loved it, all of it.”“I did, too. Being good to you is what I like to do.”“What do we have planned for today?” She places her right hand on his shoulder and traces his collarbone with her index finger.“Let’s start with this. Close your eyes.” She feels the refreshing chill of ripe papaya and a hint of lime upon her lips and opens her mouth to receive it. “Hmmm,” she purrs, “scrumptious.” He glides the succulent fruit to her tongue and holds it still while she.