I managed to push back back once or twice, but mostly I felt too weak to do anything much except hold on for dear life.His hands meanwhile were either...holding my hips or sometimes fondling my breasts through my dress. At one point I managed to undo the first two buttons and encourage him to actually touch them, he didn't seem to mind that at all. All the time his tongue rentlessly attacked my pussy... and I was very close to the edge, in more ways then one.And suddenly I was there,... moaning,. ‘Just in case you weren’t sure.’ I was sure. I became even more sure later when, in my sitting room, Donna’s shirt came off amid a rather frenzied sexual encounter and there were her beautiful, small tits with their lovely dark tips open to my gaze. ‘Hungry little thing, aren’t you?’ Nothing wrong with that, I thought. Donna and Swans Donna, she of the mismatched eyes and I had first met on a Friday evening. It was on the evening of the following Friday that she rang my doorbell having invited. Her arms came up and down around her and cut the water underneath her in smooth slashes. It was not cold anymore, just right, just peace. There was the taste of salt in her mouth and the taste of sky in her heart. She swam, parallel to the land, on and on, solitary in the sea stretching all around, and then she rested for a while on her back, floating, unmoving, breathing. Ester liked lying on the sea like this. She could feel the edge of the water on her skin, her body half sunk in. As she. Harry barked it the second time. “Your going to have sex with all kinds of men and maybe some women, so we need to see if your capable, now strip!”Shelly hesitated, and seriously thought about walking out the door. She figured she had come this far, she might as well go through with it. Shelly removed her blazer, then her blouse and then her bra. When her large white tits spilled out of the bra, Harry started telling her, how a beautiful housewife like her would really rake it in. She would be.