I looked at them now, standing there in their high heels, wearing just their bras and panties. Oh how sexy, how lovely, how wanton they both looked."N...w it's your turn Anna" one of them said, and this time together they started removing my top and skirt. This time they both kissed me, then touched my breasts and nipples, kissing and fondling me. I was incredibly aroused by now, and when the three of us were standing there admiring each other in just our underwear, I had never felt so desperate. She explained to me that she fell on the ice and hurt her inside thigh. She asked me for a massage she said that whenever she got hurt her mom gave her one. I agreed and told her I would be a minute and she could wait in the guest room. Five minutes later I came in she was on the bed. She was still wearing her jeans. I told her she needed to take her pants off, and that I wouldn’t look. She just smiled, and told me she didn’t mind. I had some massage oil that I was rubbing in to her legs,. After we had been an ‘item’ for nearly a year, Stacey eventually plucked up the courage to take me home to meet her parents. This necessitated an overnight stay at their house, and I was accommodated in Craig’ room, as he, by now, was away at university, too.At the time, Stacey and I were still not having sex, but we had progressed some way down that road, but any physical contact between us was quite out of the question, given her parents’ extremely protective attitude to their daughter’s. Her pussy lips were full and meaty and her labia minora extended about an inch from her body. My wife always had camel toes in her panties and jeans because he pussy lips were so large. Her pubic hair was short and trimmed into a nice long strip that stopped at her clit. The black man that was lying on his back was now kneeling over my wife feeding her cock. He would pull his cock out of her and slap my wife’s lips with his cock and then shove it into her mouth. It was amazing how he removed.