"I decided to play Dottie's game of almost-but-not-quite-masturbating, to see if it would have an effect on Max's penis. I would idly play with the st...ing coming out my cunt or give my breasts or mons a scratch from time to time. His cock seemed to swell slightly, but didn't rise. Perhaps I needed to be more aggressive, and let him know I was available. "Are you married, Max?" I asked, not quite innocently."No. My wife died about three years ago." Oh, I'm sorry." No need to be, really. It was a. So far, so good. Then again. Thus began a series of strokes, which gradually increased in depth and tempo. The noise and distractions of the party outside faded. Our eyes locked as her pussy did its work on me. She held onto my arms with both hands, steadying herself against my increasingly eager thrusts. With each penetration I felt her breath on my face as she exhaled a short-soft “ah”.Soon she was watching me succumb, appearing un-surprised by what her body could do to me. Helplessly, I. The shirts were so thin that we might as well have had nothing on. The water was ice cold and I could feel my nipples starting to harden. Apparently so could the spectators.While Cerise was being sprayed I could see her dark areoles show through the thin shirt. We couldn't help it but we both started to laugh.They turned the meters on and started the second round of spraying, this time recording the meter readings. The noise level got even louder. We couldn't see the meter, it was behind and. She turned around and looked at her and in a demanding voice told her “You know what I want now eat my pussy and make me cum.” Pam didn’t say a word but rather bent down and spread her cheeks and started doing as she was told. Connie just looked up at me and smiled then went back to sucking my cock. God that girl was good at sucking my cock, she didn’t just do it cause I liked it she did it cause she liked it and that makes the difference between just a blow job and a great blow job..