Marie was amazed as we were when she saw our girl come in through the patio door. Sure, she was more amazed because we were getting used to it. “Hel...n, how do you do that? Run over there, manual labor, and run back. Some kind of super girl?”Helen laughed, “No! Maybe just young and never having the opportunity and freedom to participate in so much before I am making up for lost time. There is a downside, though.”“I can’t imagine what that could be.”Mom laughed at that and went to Helen and. Her fingers started playing with my hairs and my word what a pleasurable feeling it gave me. She then came forward with a question that I least expected. “Pro, have you ever been touched by any grown up woman?” She asked. “No” I replied truthfully. “Then I will show you what a woman’s touch can mean,” she explained “so that you will appreciate my feelings better”. I did not know how to react and I kept quiet. Jaya then drew herself closer to me till her body was touching me and her left cheek. She took her suction-cup dildo with her to the shower. I tease Kelly about “the more you get, the more you want” but it’s true! She is the horniest after having the hell fucked out of her. And at age thirty-three, her twat was as horny as it had ever been for her whole life.We hadn’t discovered much nightlife in our new town, but we did hear a radio ad on the way home about a hotel bar downtown doing a Pretty Mini-Skirt (PMS – can you even imagine that today) contest that night. We had no idea. The woman started to scream and thrash as she had a massive orgasim, Mike just kept pumping. Then all of a sudden he pulled out and started to pump a huge amount of jizz onto the woman's cunt. All over her bush, up and down her slit, just a massive amount of jizz. The woman started to rub it all over and rub it in, even into her vagina. Mike told her not to do that as she did not want to get knocked up and make her husband mad. Mike's cock hung there like a trunk on a elephant, I wondered if I.