After dinner Sandy felt better and said, “Thanks Mike, dinner was great, and I am glad you saw that I worked hard and tried to please you.” This ...was Sandy trying to manipulate Mike again. In a little girl voice, she said, “Mike can I take a shower now. I’ll wash your back, if you wash mine?” She winked at him.He didn’t answer. He just walked her upstairs, supporting her wobbly legs. They went into the master bathroom, where he had filled the huge tub with water. “Wow, Mike. I love. ‘Not to take the romance out, but . . . .’ Emma shook her head, helped him put it on, then leaned back and pulled him to her. ‘Thank you.’ He moved over her and rested his weight on his arms. ‘I love you, Emma.’ He shifted as her legs wrapped around his waist and he slid inside her. ‘Oh, God, you feel so good.’ How he managed to pace himself, he wasn’t sure, but he did. Her body was warm and wet around him and he didn’t ever want to leave. He slid one arm around her shoulders and braced himself. On the couch, the girls removed each other's clothes gradually, unhurriedly, until Sharon took Emily's panties off. Then they were both naked.While their audience watched intently, they went wild with passion, sucking and fondling tits, stroking warm little pussies until they agreed that it we time to produce some comes. Seconds later, they moved into an end-to-end embrace. For the first time in his life, Dean saw two females lapping cunt in the sixty-nine pose.It was so thrilling to the boy. Miss Jacobs was delighted with Alan’s discomfiture, she decided to deliver the coup de gras and with Bunty’s connivance dismounted and crept to the Barn door.Alan was sitting on a straw bale with his breeches down looking at his swollen member, wondering what to do when Miss Jacobs burst in.“You disgusting pervert, exposing yourself in front of a lady!” she laughed.“It’s your fault for taunting me!” he protested.“And now you are all confused,” she laughed as she approached.Her eyes were glued.