"Keep ... doing ... exactly ... that!" She pants, while thrusting her pussy against my face and my hand. I have no intention of stopping, but I'm stru...ggling to keep my mouth on her clit, as she thrashes around on the swimming pool step."I'm cumming, Nick!" Mom breathes. "I'm cumming!" She clamps her legs around my head, trapping my fingers inside her pulsating pussy. Her thrusting has created waves in the pool and water is slapping against her thighs and over my head. I'm wondering if I might. All the time the need to pee was becoming more urgent and I began to jiggle around in discomfort. I finished tidying the shelves and Marci came to inspect the work. ‘Hmmm, not a bad job.’ I had my thighs pressed tightly together now and asked again if I could be excused to use the toilet. ‘How many times do I have to tell you, you can go when I say so!’ At that moment, the phone began to ring. ‘Stand there and face the desk.’ Marci instructed, pointing to the middle of the room. . Did I say boring? And while that's true, and you should change it up, it's also best to introduce each of these techniques like you do recipes to your repertoire (that is to say: one at a time, slowly, and only re-introduce the "keepers" so they become part of your regular diet!)There is only one exception to this rule: when his breath is coming fast, his hips are thrusting up, he's got his hands in your hair, and he's just about to come. (He may even groan and tell you – "Oh god, I'm gonna. They were still kissing, but now they were playing with each other’s breasts. Gail even bent down and took Marie’s nipples in her mouth one at a time.I stood to the side watching them until I saw Marie put her hand down the back of Gail’s bikini bottom and caress her ass. I went behind Gail, loosened the tie at the side of her bikini bottom, slid it down to the floor, and touched her leg to indicate she should step out of it. I was squatting behind her when I removed her bottoms from around her.