" I indicated the clock again. "Besides I have to shower and dress if I'm going to make it to the studio in time." Fair enough. But if I can't fuck yo... yet can I watch you shower and dress?"I thought about it, but not for long. After all what harm could it do. Taking my gown off to reveal my nudity I held it in the crook of my left arm while I took Brendan's left hand in my right and led him to my bedroom and en-suite. Ten minutes later I was showered and fifteen slow minutes after that I was. She was getting wet fast, and soon I felt her hand reach between us, and position me at the entrance to her virginal hole. "Take it slow," I cautioned.She nodded, and biting her lower lip, started to slide back, slowly impaling herself on me. My head slipped past her slippery folds, forcing a moan that seemed to resonate from my whole being. I soon felt the forbidden barrier, and Lisa stopped."It kinda hurts, Jason." Lisa whimpered."We can stop if you want to. I never want to hurt you, Lisa, my. He gave me a sly nod of approval."Play a game of pool while we wait for John's wife?" I asked. I really just wanted to see Joyce bending over the pool table in those tight jeans, though I did like playing the game.We started playing and I easily took the lead though I really didn't care. I got more of a reward watching Joyce lean over the pool table as I sipped my pint of Guinness. She casually touched my forearms after almost every shot. After a few minutes John made a remark, "Ah, look who's. She was married. They were both there for three days and they were both there to get laid. “Perhaps we should do lunch,” said Em brightly. The young man’s bulge became even more plainly evident. He looked long and deeply at her and said, “We should. I’d love to eat your pussy.” Em’s nipples hardened and rose. This was instantly observable since her string bikini top was merely that, the string, no fabric. Her pussy, similarly clad in only string, no fabric, got hotly wet. She shifted on her.