She'll be ages." "University? So you're eighteen?" Yeah. Nearly nineteen." Cool. Strip."He stared at me for long seconds. The he pulled off his t-shir...t in a smooth movement, revealing more pale skin and a hairless chest. Not particularly muscular at all, but with a flat stomach and well-defined pecs. His nipples were bright pink."Fuck, you're a pretty one," I breathed. I threw my jacket on a chair piled high with clothes, kicked my shoes off and slipped my jeans to my ankles. They joined my. Both hands were opening me so easily; a wonderful massage.Suddenly the massage stopped and the fingers slipped along my gaping pussy lips. First two and then three naughty fingers glided into teasing my G-spot.Whoever this was, his fingers knew exactly what to do. I began to moan and getting hotter. I felt another orgasm was growing in me.Those fingers gave another two intense orgasms and I had to bit my lips to prevent yelling like a bitch in heat. The match now was going in fair play and I. They guided me to a chair andsat me down. "Now close your eyes," she directed. I started to protest again,but gave up and shut my eyes. I felt something brushing my cheeks, and Istarted to turn. "Ah, ah!" Teresa chided. "Keep them shut." And so I sat,feeling the brushing on my cheeks, then on my eyelids. Finally, I feltlipstick rubbing against my lips."Okay," Debbie said finally, "we're done."The girls applauded as Teresa and Debbie lifted me from the chair. I knewthat I probably looked like. "Beer would be fine forus both and let me introduce Andre, a friend of mine," The man said asSara shook hands with Andre and I went and got the beers. I alsobrought Mistress a glass of wine I knew she would want. When I enteredthe room they were all three sitting on the couch and were kissingopenly and erotically as if I was not there. I screamed out in rage,"Get your filthy hands off my wife and started to run towards themdropping the drinks on the floor and reaching for Sra to pull her.