“Just keep your hands off it,” I said, trying to sound serious, but she dodged her hand around my own and reached into the fly of my boxers, grabb...ng my cock with her bare hand and giving it another squeeze. Her hand was warm on my hard cock. “Come on,” I said, “Let it go. It won’t go away if you keep on playing with it.” I took her by the wrist and pulled her hand out of my shorts, but when I looked back over her head at Aiden and the girls out there in the moonlight, things went up a notch.I. Mena started to get weak, she had never felt this good before, Sam told her "If onefinger feels that good, two will feel twice as good."Mena stuffed her two middle fingers into her box, Sam was right, it did feel twice as good, she buried them in as far as she could then she spread them apart as far as she could, she started to twist and turn her hand, she was going to cum. Sam told her three fingers would feel even better.Mena couldn't argue with that logic, she jammed three fingers into her. It would all be bankable as my Boss was paying for my food, and since I had given up the apartment and the clunker when I moved in to work here I had no major expenses of my own.In exchange, I would work in the nude. Now I may never have needed to wear a bra in my life, being a double A, fried egg kind of girl up top. but below the waist I was all girl, curves and high tight butt and legs that looked longer than what belonged on a five foot seven inch girl. So I asked, "What about the beach and. ” Now, she was the one with the wavering voice. I increased my pace just a little, but I didn’t want to do anything to spoil it for her, so I kept things fairly constant. Her own thrusting quickened, then she said, with urgency in her voice, “Please don’t stop! Please, please don’t stop, Wayne!” Louise seemed to stiffen, and she clutched her arms to her chest, arched her back, and she tilted her head back, with her eyes closed, saying, much more quietly, “So good, so-o-o-o good. That’s so.