When it broke we sort of lay against each other. I was dressed but my limp cock still hung out of my jeans limply. Pam's blouse was wide open showing ...her nice little tits. Her skirt was around her waist baring everything and her panties were on the floor.In a minute she laughed softly and said, "When you french kissed me on the dance floor, all I could think of was how good your tongue would feel in my pussy." I know Pam, when you sucked on my tongue I wanted you to suck my cock so bad. God you. ‘Don’t tell more than you need to’ is a good rule.Rubbing him slowly I continued, “So that makes you think I am sexy apparently. They were fun but never as good as you. Do you want to hear more?” He nodded and reached for my twat.“You and I made love. The other guys just wanted some pussy. I was a wet hole for them to stick their dick in and shoot their stuff.”My husband interrupted, “But they put sperm in you, or did they wear condoms?”I smiled, “I never liked condoms. Sure there were sperm. I saw a very young guy carrying a cup and saucer and looking around. The naughty character in me told me to shock the guy by showing off a good few inches of thighs. When his eyes set on the trishaw he came towards me. I lifted the skirt to show thighs almost up to my groins! I accepted the tea and asked him to wait till I finished. That would give him a chance to see my thighs nicely. I guessed the TD was having his cup of tea inside the hotel. I did not have much time. But I wanted to be. So the three girls were doing everything they could to make sure they got that all-important 'A' mark for every subject this year. Sarah and Sally shared a bedroom and had started a little early in the sexual experiment stage. They masturbated once - just to try it to see what it was like. That was the idea, but it felt soo nice and they craved the climatic rush before drifting off to sleep. Screaming into their pillow to keep from being caught. This soon progressed to a nightly event. Then one.