Every so often I would try a turn, and while we weren’t as good as most of the others – at least I wasn’t as good as the others – we didn’t ...look too out of place.“Hold me closer to you,” she said after a few minutes. “It will be easier that way, and you won’t be tempted to look down at your feet.”As she said that, she pulled me closer, and I slid my hand from her waist around her back. I could feel her breasts pressing lightly against my chest, and I tried to concentrate on not tripping us. Dinner came and went with Wendy and Hellen sitting each side of me and after our main course Hellen asked me what sweet I would like, and not being one for desert I asked her for her sweet pussy, and Hellen opened her legs from underneath the table and placed my hand up her dress I could feel the wetness of her hole and began to slip my fingers into her shaved hole.Wendy lent over and undid my jeans pulling on my cock and offering it to Hellen for her to get it to a full erection not that it. Enduring. Features that have been desirable for generations. Her hair spills onto the pillow and frames her in a way that photographers spend hours trying to duplicate. The tensions of the day have faded from her face.He studies her mouth for the ten thousandth time. The mouth that kisses him good morning on the shoulder while he shaves. The mouth that bids him farewell as they part ways for the day. The mouth that greets him when the day's work is done. The mouth that shares her daily. She could even call the oppressive bitch names in her mind without the fear of her face betraying her emotions. ‘Not a chance in the world she could read my thoughts now, hell no, not while she is so lost in the land of pleasure unrelenting,’ Shirley thought even as she herself was just a step or two behind Loraine in the race towards an inevitable climax. ‘Mmmm, so delicious,’ she thought as she slurped her tongue about in Loraine’s stretched pussy liberating the ropes of cum that had been.