Next time, perhaps," my Miss said.The very idea almost made me cum. All I need was a little push.“Pluh,” I moaned desperately, but they were too b...sy making out to notice my pleas.He’d grown hard. His cock was trapped between them, the head engorged and pointing towards her tits. I wanted it, not caring if it would split me open. I was too desperate to think of anything but cumming on it. For her. For him.For them.She took her time seating her feeldoe in her pussy, working the bulbed end in. We had to lay all the cables and buzzbars first before the equipment was fitted. This was because everything had to be dustfree when the system was hooked up. Any piece of grit in the wrong place and you could end up ringing Alaska instead of Auckland.It took us about 3 months to lay all the cables on the overhead racks, there was a hell of a lot of them. Then came the boring job of fanning all the wires out in sequence, tying them up at precise heights from the floor.The wires were all coded. Then she looked once again at the pool man. He was still looking at her but seemed disappointed. She wondered at that. Was he disappointed with her looks or with the fact that she covered herself back up? She decided it was the former, she was no spring chicken and even though she kept herself in pretty good shape, he was a young man.He might have been all of 20 and was of mixed race with dark, liquid eyes that would be so easy to fall into. Of course, he was in great shape with six pack abs. His hand spread my cheeks and a finger searched for the forbidden opening, but my soft voice stopped him."Not today, baby; I'm still sore." I'm sorry, Mom." That's ok, just keep fucking."And he did, the stamina of youth driving him on, for hours and hours, ok, maybe ten or fifteen minutes. I knew he was holding himself back, for at the very beginning of my scream, he grunted, letting loose the torrent of white gushy cream that had built up in his balls. The sensation of my own orgasm made it.
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