She was spinning so fast that her features became a recurring blur--clothes and filmy garments scattered on all sides."Feel yourself, gypsy!" Lenny cr...ed.The gorgeously shaped dark-skinned woman began to probe at her open, spilling cunt with avaricious fingers. She closed her eyes and stood swaying back and forth in a transport of passion."Stay there till I need you!" Lenny shouted triumphantly. Then she began to dance about the white goat; teasingly thrusting her hips at the creature, shooting. She was thirty-three-years-old, married ten years, living in the suburbs with a nine-year-old son and seven-year-old daughter. Her husband was just what she dreamed about as a girl. Loving, handsome, dedicated to her and the kids, a good provider, he genuinely enjoyed being a family man. She appeared to be totally absorbed in the lifestyle of a stay-at-home Mom. She filled her days driving kids to school in the morning, keeping the house just right, volunteering to work at a number of charities. I shall pre-cook it and you can just re-heat it when you wish. Such a pity though ..." What is?" I have just got some beautiful fresh sea bream, Mistress. But they need a gentle hand and to be cooked just before they are eaten. I can't prepare them much in advance and you haven't booked me for the evenings." Are they that good?" I ask, my curiosity pricked. Of all my weaknesses a love of fish is among the greatest."They are some of the finest I've come across, Mistress."I went back to my egg. "Please," I said, "make your ablutions and then take your places. I wish to start this part of your learning this very night."The two girls each took their turn using the toilet facilities and the washstand that had been made available in the room. I knew how much they hated me standing by while they did this but it was part of their education to become adjusted to being constantly appraised and at no time allowed privacy. In very little time they completed their preparations and presented.