As she opened therefrigerator door a blast of cold air raised goosebumpson her bare legs; just panties and a shirt was Sherri’sstandard nighttim... garb.The noise of the refrigerator door was followed almostinstantly by a high-pitched “Oooeek! Oooeeek! Oooeek!”from a large cage on the kitchen table. “Oh, Rambo,”Sherri scolded. “Hungry again? Honestly, sometimes Ithink you’re nothing but a lettuce factory.” Before opening her Coke she reached into. Hint of soy. The gooey floods were pulled apart for me to suck on, before the main course of her clitty , manually spread open (well the hood, you know) and I was painstakingly instructed on how to lick it, with her watching every little move, like a hawk. My previous experience of "Charlie" (Charlie Mingus) added up to about one minute, split between two occasions: Firstly Sara Austen in Brueton Park, shortly prior to my first shag, and then a moment or two with Sue, when I realised she smelt. With this he eased three fingers up my cunt and slipped a finger from his other hand up my arsehole..."Oh fuck yes" I groaned..."Fucking get my arse and cunt full Bill"...He thrust another finger up my ass as I continued to wank Frank furiously, licking the tip if his knob and then ramming as much of it into my mouth as I could...At this point I was gagging for a stuffing..."Get my vibro up me ... go on fucking fill me up"Bill reached over and took my purple vibro. He slowly eased it up my cunt. With that, I redoubled my effort, and set off after her, sod the technique, just swim hard and fast, arms and legs full speed. Had the pool or the race been another 10 or 15 meters, I might have caught Em, but I’d left it too late, or her early pace had been enough, one or the other. But we were both immediately very tired and hung on to the lane dividing floats between us, just like you see at the Olympics and World Championships. I conceded defeat, graciously, and gratefully too: Very well.