I'm sorry, but I didn'thear the phone ringing", she replied. It was the truth."What were you doing for over an hourthat you didn't hear the phone? A s...ower doesn't take that long.",Jennifer inquired.Susan didn't know what to tell her friend.She decided to tell her later when they were face to face. That wouldgive her some time to think about how to break her the news. It wouldbe their last night together. Susan decided that they should do somethingspecial."I'll tell you later. I'll pick you. Most of the guys are okay. They're awkward and shy. They stare at me a lot. I don't think most of them see many girls." Well, they are seeing one of the prettiest. You don't match up with the image of a computer geek." No. I've got boobs. That's the problem." She pulled my hands up to wash the objects in question and I soaped them gently. She turned her back and leaned against me so I could massage her breasts thoroughly. "One of them. The bastard, fucking prick. He's always making comments. Once, we got it figured out, there was nonstop sensation for all three of us. There was not a second that one of us was not fucking or being fucked. Suddenly, Jen exploded with her third orgasm of the day. Her entire body shook and shuddered on top of me. Her cunt squeezed my cock hard and I felt myself losing control. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” I moaned. Jen ground herself down on me and squeezed her pussy around my cock, causing me to shoot an enormous load deep inside her. I never noticed. I was surprised at how loud the smack was, but Sarah’s, “ooohhh” sounded like it was more pleasure than pain.I gave another slap, and counted out, “Two.” I realized that I hadn’t even decided how many I was doing.“Please, sir,” said Sarah, “only ten this time.”“I think that given your flagrant disregard for uniform standards, it had better be twenty.”I counted out each slap, alternating between cheeks, and each time Sarah moaned a bit louder, and the smell of her excitement grew stronger. At.