“Is that it?” Paul said reaching over me from behind and practically having me in the doggy position just with clothes on. As he reached over his ...aging boner pressed against my ass, he was getting horny over being on top of his student. I couldn’t help it, I became so wet myself. My pussy juices seeping out down my thighs and leaving a little wet patch on his jeans. I grabbed my phone off him from behind me and said nothing, I wasn’t sure whether to get up and move away or to stay right there. Male hands pulled at my nipples, I tingled with excitement and then as he paid out the rope from the winch I descended further until my nipples grazed the carpet and that's when then they started to make me swing, my poor nipples grazed the carpet at the bottom of each swing shooting sensations trough me, whether pain or pleasure I did not know but I wanted more, my poor pussy ached for attention, then abruptly my swing was halted, something long and cold entered my swollen pussy lips and I. It was pretty close to the bedside cabinet making it feel more than a little cosy. As I slid my hands from her shoulders down her spine my groin was brushing against her hair. It was at this point that she moved her arms from beside her and let then drop over the end of the couch and gripped a table leg in each hand. I massaged her sides, deliberately letting my hands glide over the side of her breasts and enjoyed hearing her moan in response. It was then that I felt a hand on my leg and. The bath was as soothing as I'd hoped it would be and afterwards, sittingat my dressing table clad only in stockings, suspenders, French knickers,and my bathrobe, I contemplated the events of last night while applying mymake-up. Gerda and I had eventually rejoined the others in the familyroom, the five of us then consuming far too many bottles of wine from thecellar. My head ached a little, but I suspected it would be worse forHelmut and Wernher since they had also gotten seriously stuck into.