Deena said I was blushing but I didn’t see it in the mirror, so I think she was just saying that to kind of k** with me.As we sat and started eating... Deena looked and asked me to them all about Tim. “Now why don’t you tell us the full story of what you and your friend Tim did during those 9 days. I saw the letter that you wrote to him. I know that he returned it to you unopened. I looked up and both of them were looking at me, so I cleared my mouth of food and took a swallow of wine.Well it was. The gasps of pleasure escaping her urged me to continue without any rush. Her pussy was glistening with wetness, like dew on a morning leaf. The temptation to dive in was almost too much for me. I slid further onto the bed so that my mouth just barely came in contact with her sparsely haired box. Like an electric shock her body jerked at every slight touch, she was already close to climaxing, but I wanted her to go even higher before reaching that point. A trick that used to work with Shelly. . You know?” Her hands took turns in moving from my cock-head down to the base of my cock. She licked the front of the cock-head and asked, “Has this been in anyone? Has it been in your girlfriend?” I have had girlfriends, but we never did anything serious, blow jobs and hand jobs, lots of hand jobs, mainly by me wanking, I suppose not that unusual, so, yes I was still a virgin. I wasn’t sure if I should let Catherine know that, so I didn’t say anything, but my head let me down, when she. The hips began to slowly ease away from her, hesitated then rammed home again, her lips quivered, again the shot stroke, a mix of pain and pleasure traveling to her brain, god he was good, another stroke slightly longer than its predecessor, oooh this was something else, by the fifth stroke her hands were round his neck, and she was imploring him to “take me, go on take me hard!” Gerald tool in hand watched her melt to this black machine, hammering at her now, hips pistoning into hers, big.