.meri studies theek chal rahi hain…Dad key pass itney paisey nahii hain…key tuition rakh sakey…”Mein ney kaha“Hero…tution …arey mein hoo...n na thumey parhaney….theek hai na…chaloo abb chalta hoon”Phir Hero apney gher ander gaya…tau uskey Dad ney poocha“kewn baitey khana dey aaye….bara achcha honihar larka hai…ussey kabhi kabhi gher ley aaya karo”Hero ney kaha“ji Dad…meri study ka poocha…mein ne kaha kooch subjects mein mada chahiye…tau unnohon ney kaha…mein tum ko thumari studies mein help. My clit was begging for some attention and I slid my wet fingers around and over it. I was moaning and moving my hips. My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers. I was free to do or say anything I wanted. No one could see in and the doors were locked. I was breathing faster now. I looked around the room and moaned out "Ohhhhh, I wish someone was here to see me cum!" A new rush of excitement came over me as I said those naughty words. My fantasy turned back to Blake. ”“She’s our tennis coach, and she would be a really, really good friend you could depend on. She’s fun, she loves sex, she loves Guy and me, and she loves tennis.”“Does she love sex with both of you?” She smiled when she asked that.“She goes wild when she gets Guy’s cock in her pussy, then she and I get Guy as we love each other.”“You mean ... Guy gets both of you, at the same time that you and Anna are making love?”“Yes. I hope that doesn’t turn you off.”“I’ve never done any of that, but I. . the machine was for her after all - it was designed and built for a woman's pleasure. And Diane needed some of that pleasure in a bad way! The machine had a keyed lock on it, preventing it from being operated even though she had the remote control. The key had to be in place and turned ninety degrees for the motor to get its electricity. As if that wasn't frustrating enough, I was out of town for a couple days and Diane had no idea where I kept the key at! Diane sadly looked through her.