"What are you doing? Get out," he told me."Tucker, you do not walk away from me when I am speaking to you," I chastised him while shaking my finger at...him. "Is that clear?" I couldn't help but look at his naked white butt standing there completely embarrassed."Yes, fine," he said. "Could you please close the door?" Not until you tell me that you will make an effort to speak with me and you will follow my rules."He knew that he wasn't in any position to argue with me. "Fine," he said. "Now could. It was as if time had regressed and we were dancing in the 1940’s. My right hand holding her left, at shoulder height, my left upon her waist, her upon my arm, our feet shuffling on the floor as we continued to chat while we danced. As a measure of compliment I commented on her wonderful muscle tone, my hand upon the small of her back. She told me she rode her bicycle often and enjoyed the work out she got riding trails. I asked where she rode and she told me she had a preferred trail she rode. Jean whimpered as his long pole sank in her, and then they turned that area of the pool to froth and waves as they coupled madly until Jean buried her head in the water to muffle her scream of orgasm and pleasure. She came up gasping and wriggling, “Enough, enough,” she said, “Gina’s next.”Since he had not ejaculated, little Gina was no problem and when he pulled out of her at her demand, he came into the water, making wiggly ribbons of sperm. The girls let him rest and then, over the next. After an hour I woke up to the door bell and it was Pooja aunty she said she made dinner for me and I accepted.I had a bath and wore t-shirt and tracks and had deodorant to smell good and went to her flat and knocked the door.Pooja aunty opened the door in the same dress she wore for her anniversary and I was feeling hot inside me seeing her and was staring at her boobs and all the transparent parts and especially her lips.She was very sexy. I came to conscious when she yelled my name loudly.