This was happening out on the front garden, my place is pretty secluded but there is a little traffic passes and I could hear a car labouring up the h...ill, I said. “Now you've been introduced I think we should go inside before you draw an audience”.“Oh, yes, sorry” Emma looked around and realised where she was, another flush of embarrassment, perhaps memories of last Friday again and the crowd that gathered to watch us, she stood up. “Spoil sport” Paul reproached.As we walked into the house, I. His hands were working magic on my backside; putting pressure on my points and expertly guiding through my every curve. Every time he pushed forward onto my shoulders, his enormous cock brushed against my buttocks. But suddenly, the man changed his position. Straddling my backside, he sat on his knees above my buttocks and the weight of his body on my shoulders; his cock, now bulging under his G-string, hung inches above the thong covering my ass cheeks…He started to slide his hands up and down. Then, she took her panties off showing her shaved pussy. Emma thought how badly she wanted to fuck her and that she might be able to even though Stella took over control. Stella started touching Emma's body in a way nobody ever did.Her hands were all over and then she started kissing her neck, her breasts and her stomach. Emma's pelvis went up begging for her fingers. Stella, finally, put her middle finger inside of her while teasing her clit with the other hand. Emma's body was shaking and she. She squealed when I dumped a cupful of water over her tangle of hair and she made an attempt to flee. She didn't get away though and in the end she let me wash her hair and clean her body. Once I made it into a game of foreplay, Kola let me do anything I wanted. Willingly she submitted to the cold in return for my sensual touch. I made certain that I washed her everywhere. With soapy hands I played with and caressed her tiny apple sized breasts and with equally soapy hands and fingers, I made.