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For about an hour we just talk, with me still lying on my back. I am naked, of course, and would have myself no other way being here with my lover. Max knows how I feel and constantly reinforces my feelings with appreciative glances at the parts of my body. There is no reason I should not want him to look where he has been fondling me. In fact, I much prefer he does. During this break, like a good masseur, Max maintains some body contact, holding my hand, or resting his fingers somewhere on my body. He is not always touching my pussy lips. But he has done this so much that anywhere he touches me feels like he’s still fingering my privates. I would have this never end, even if it meant never getting up off this bed. But my fee did not include paying for Max for the rest of my life. Nor would he want to stay here. He’s a nurse, not a sex provider. With only slight difficulty I can now form words and ask questions.

He didn’t say anything, but he rolled on top of me and speared me, missionary style. It only took a couple of minutes of fucking in and out of me, before I felt his cock spurting another load, this time into my cunt. He rolled off me and we fell asleep again, cuddled together. The next thing that I knew was someone shaking me gently. I struggled awake and saw Bill leaning over me. I could smell bacon cooking and coffee brewing. I climbed out of bed into Bill’s arms. “Did Len take good care of you? Are you ready for breakfast? “Yes, very good care. Can I have a shower first? “I’ll shower with you. In the shower, Bill was all over me with his soapy hands. I was all over him with my soapy hands too. I’m not sure that I can wait until tonight to be in bed with you. As much as I am enjoying Eleanor and Len, I did come to the Gold Coast to fuck you.

“Smart thinking, I would rather spend the evening here with you, than being on the commuter train to some suburb with an abandoned factory,” Ronja said. Maria did not say anything more but started kissing and Ronja responded with passion. She wrapped her arms around Maria and traced the lines of Maria’s breast. It felt nice even if the bra and Maria’s sweater removed some of the wonder. Meanwhile Maria’s hand had found it’s way below Ronja’s skirt. She fingers was actually rubbing Ronja’s nude sex. Ronja responded by rocking her hips slowly to encourage Maria to continue. Unfortunately Maria halted in the middle of movement. “You are so tempting that I barely can contain myself,” Maria mumbled. “I long so very much to fuck you,” Ronja whispered into her ear. “Not here on the walking bridge, there is bound to come somebody soon,” Maria reminded her. “I meant it more like it’s shame John is home tonight so we cannot sneak into my room and have sex for the rest of the night,” Ronja replied. “My parents are also home so no luck tonight.

You are delicious by the way.” Sara said standing once more. “You want a taste? ” she said pressing her lips back to his. The taste of himself filled johns mouth. Not a bad taste, a bit salty but ok. He had tested his own years before and never thought much of it but knowing it was being shared with her made it somehow exotic and erotic. John pushed Sara back once more. “Speaking of our teachers little instructional video there has been something I have wanted to do.” John said holding her in his arms. “Oh really and what’s that? John lifted her up by the hips and placed her on the counter top between that duel sinks. John’s hands wedge between her knees and with no resistance he spread them open. John step into her waiting crotch and began kissing her again. But unlike before wherein he had been frozen with insecurities this time he was confident.

“How about a pajama? ”-asked Jake. He looked around. Chandra’s room felt good and friendly. Light green wallpapers. A bed covered by a warm orange blanket and a blue pillow. A computer. No television. A wardrobe and a bookcase. And of course a window, opening to the road in front of the house. ”-said Chandra with long pauses between the words. Everything looked calm in his shorts. But there was a firework show in Jake’s. From Chandra’s words his dick jerked. Jake felt a tiny droplet of sticky liquid appearing from the urethral orifice and forming a little wet spot on his underwear. If it wasn’t for his steel will, Jake would have started stroking his penis right now. “I also like to sleep that way. But lets decide this question when the time will come”-said Jake. He wanted to get rid of all the thoughts about naked Chandra, about them sleeping naked together. Jake felt a desire to explore the pleasures of a boner, but not now and not with Chandra. Jake turned, went out of the room and then went downstairs, Chandra walked next to him on the left.

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The next pair of little girls were turning on the audience with their erotic stripping. They recognized the danger of the French mistress’s pointer, and were quickly completely nude, posturing to expose the pretty twin holes in their naked crotches for the delight of the totally degenerate and clearly stimulated audience. The double exposure was more fun than Jennifer could imagine. She was having the time of her life, and found herself fitting right in with the rest of the crowd. When all of the small kiddies had stripped, the beautiful French mistress wheeled out a low table covered with long narrow objects of various sizes and descriptions. The largest was a banana, and with it she demonstrated to the naked kiddies what was expected of them. She slipped out of her sleek sexy gown, revealing her own nakedness, and stood in her spike heeled shoes facing the audience. The little girls selected ball point and fountain pens of various sizes, cigar tubes, and sections of wooden broom handles with rounded ends, and began to deflower themselves as the audience watched in fascination.

I cupped my own asshole, grabbed a bit of his cum between my fingers and licked it. By the time we had finished to tidy up my house, there was still around 40 minutes or so for Ann to arrive. If we let the place stay like it was, it’d be the end of my relationship with her. The sofa was wet of sweat and cum, so we washed it with a wet towel, wiped the excess moisture and then covered it with a sofa cover, which I luckily had at home but never bothered to use. I put my own used clothes deep in my wardrobe, including the shorts Baxter used to fuck his toy, which I was planning on retrieving later. The tape I just took out of the player and hid it in its usual spot. Matt helped me with all of this. When all was about done, we sat ourselves in the sofa, me wearing fresh clothes while he wore his work clothes again, drinking some more beer with the TV on for some background noise.

We were just to shocked by all of the blood and the pain. I think that James felt bad that he hurt me. I was just to sore to even touch my pussy for at least 3 day’s. After about 5 day’s from my last sexual experience, I was really wanting to try it again and from the looks James had given to me the day before I knew that he was thinking the same thing. From what I remember the day was Saturday and dad had to go and bid on a job or something like that. He left the house early and I once again went to James room. I once again took off my clothes and got into the bed with him to have a repeat of the last time. This time I grabbed his dick and started stroking him slowly, he slowly started to come around.

God, it’s time to bring James around again, get wild with him. Work is getting in the way of my Life! On Tuesday, Mary text’d James: CM TO CRZY PRTY SAT. AT 8. FUX ‘R US. WILD LDY IS YR TOTAL HOR, FILS YR WLDST DRMS. That ought to charm him. Now what — fancy clothes? Meet him stark naked at the door? Videotape like Kelly did? Let him give me a fresh shave down there? A little Puttana-style S&M? Maybe let James call the shots, be Mr. Dominator? That’s a laugh — he’s not quite Mr. Assertiveness…but …might lead to some interesting new experiences – no telling what Mr. Mild Manner Pushover would come up with. I’ll think about this. Mary told John that James would be her Toy this Saturday night, so all work would have to just be put out of the way come hell or high water, ‘cause she was hot and needed an audience, too. “Aren’t you glad, baby?