She was around 28 -32yr old, slim. I sat down with my face down. S asked me what my problem was, i was unable to say anything, and I kept my hands on ...er table and sitting. She hold my left hand n started checking my pulse, I was shocked to see that, she noticed me and said “what’s your name?”“ Chandu”i replied, ok Chandu tell me what’s your problem, i was not telling anything. Though it was winter season, i was sweating a lot.So, finally wit lots of courage I said,” after…I mas…tru…bate…i feel. Even with all our fooling around this afternoon, with her, with Mike, I was ready again.“Professor Bertolli, umm, I’m almost there.”“Ssh. Just let me.”I came, soaking my underpants.“Into my tent. Get your clothes off before everything gets wet and cold.”I looked back to see Mike and his mom kissing again. Mike pressed and palmed his mom’s breast. I couldn’t see where her hand was, but from Mike’s thrusts I could guess.In the tent I stripped off everything and shoved my underwear into a corner.. She started touching my breasts and my nipples aroused to her touch. Kent and Matt sat down on the sofa and watched me and Jeanine explore each other’s body. I had never touched another woman before and Jeanine was soft to the touch. Her nipples hardened more to my touch. She pushed her body against mine, straddling my leg. I could feel her hotness against my thigh. I slid my hands around her waist and lowered them to her ass as we swayed back and forth. Jeanine broke our hold and walked over. Next went the skirt, shimmying it down her long legs before stepping over to the table, her heart racing. Easing herself onto the desk, she sat with her back resting on the wall, with her legs resting on the chair. Slowly, lasciviously, she began to tease herself, feeling her breasts as the silk stockings on her legs glided sensually against one another. She traced her fingers around her hardening nipples before grazing a nail against the sensitive buds, making her close her eyes and gasp with.