My cunt tingled. I could feel the walls tighten around Marks dick. He was gliding in and out of me as I was supported by his hands and the water."Turn... around and carry on fucking me" I asked him."Dirty fuckers" he announced as he saw the woman giving her man head. This tookMark into overdrive. His thrusts, slowed by the force of the water, were determined. His fingers found my arsehole, already lubed from the pool water. He plunged his middle finger deep into my hole."Oh yeah, that feels so. I was interested to see my own reaction.Donnie and I are close as we can be, and I love her as I love myself. But can we really share the same man? And what about Andrew? Is it too much to ask a man to love two women equally?If any man can do it, Andrew's the man. His passion is boundless as the sea, his love as deep. He is a youthful romantic Romeo. He is the only lover, the only man Donnie and I will ever need.I love him to my soul, I want him to myself, and yet I feel no jealousy about. Across the street there was a row of attached townhouses that stretched nearly thirty units in one block.Living with her single mother, she was about fifteen at the time and she was locked out of her house when she came home from school.I had answered the doorbell and there she stood wearing her very alluring catholic school uniform (white blouse and too-short plaid skirt) and carrying an armful of books. She told me that her mom was at work and no one else was at home and she had forgotten her. In seconds she had to open her mouth for air and Hyota forced his lips on hers and his tongue into her mouth.She grunted in an effort to escape but Niomi stood only four feet eleven while her son was a scraping six feet two inches and outweighed her by over a hundred pounds. Perhaps not as muscular as Nagura, Hyota was nonetheless conditioned and strong. The diminutive housewife was certainly no match for him."Sweet, Mother. I like a woman with a sweet tongue." Hyota, why are you doing this?".