I crawled over her leg until I was between them and started to go down on Mandy, to truly prepare her, also because I worried I was going to last all ...f 10 seconds. Her hands grabbed my head and pulled me up. "No, no, I am ready now." She was looking right into my eyes. I felt like a total dork but I reached over and click one her bedside lamp. "What are you doing?" She asked. "I want to see you when I . . . when . . . oh sweet Jesus when I make love to you." Mandy's eyes. Pushing and thrusting his hard cock into me, pulling my hair back as he fucked me. He fucked me for a while like that, stopping only once so someone walking their dog couldn’t see us. My pussy was soaking and aching but loving it. He pulled out of me and lay on the wet grass and told me to sit on his face. I did with pleasure. I straddled over his face and fucked his mouth, grinding in at him. My hands were muddy from the grass but I couldn’t care less. He brought me to yet another. She pinched and squeezed them and loved how Chrissie seemed to push her chest forward to enhance the pleasure. Chrissie glanced across and saw that Roger was filming her, she also noticed her imagaes on the television. Fiona was now pulling her nipples fiercely and although it hurt Chrissie loved the pain. The suddenly Fiona stopped and said, 'Now it's time to get you undressed and Rob dressed in your clothes. She took Chrissies blouse off and then reached behind her and undid her bra and took. " she said. I blushed and felt stupid. "Oh mum, don't be silly."As I tried to hide my embarrassment, she held the petticoats up and put them over my head, arranging them around my hips, smoothing the satin top one over the doubled net. "Oh my, they're so pretty," she said, "just look at that lace." The satin overskirt was shorter than the others, on which treble flounces of scalloped lace were sewn. Again I raised my arms to allow her to put on the matching satin camisole top, which had a band.