“Lay back.”As she lay back, he pulled her towards the edge, so that her butt was on the lip of the pool. Gently separating her thighs, he leaned f...orward and began an intense exploration of her vagina with his tongue. “Oh gawd Tommy!” Moaning loudly, Sarah ran her fingers through his hair, holding him tight to her. Wrapping her legs around his back, she bucked into him in a steady, rhythmic motion. Low grunts from Mike caused Sarah to look their way. From where she was, she could see. If any escaped, I thought it would be a sign of failure. I held still. I kept mouth snug on his spurting shaft. I . . . I just let him . . . I just let him unload right in my mouth. I forced myself to take it, all of it. When he was done, he released my head and I yanked upward and ran to the bathroom and spit and spit and spit and dipped my mouth to the faucet and douched my mouth like a French whores pussy but even after all of that, when I returned to the room, the film of his semen clung. "Well now you know why, I feel guilty for ignoring him," I said with asmile.Then the strangest thing happened. Jenny ran out to the kitchen andthrew up in the sink, well mostly in the sink. I cleaned her up in ourbathroom, put her to bed then cleaned downstairs. When I joined her inbed she was still awake but had turned her back towards my side. As itwas Saturday the next day I left her carefully as she was asleep, butI'd only poured my first coffee when she joined me in the kitchen."What. My parents wont mind, she told me. I smiled immediately. We got up to walk again, and finally we were approaching my house. I led her to my room, hopped on my bed and said, Wanna continue? Without hesitating, Sylvia climbed over me, feeling me up as she did so. Her hand sneakily reached up my inner thigh, about a centimeter away from my pussy which was now completely soaked in my own lubricant. She continued with her hands reaching up to my stomach, pulling my shirt up just enough to see my.