"Not too bad, girlie," Schneider said. "Is that the best you can do?"Snorting, Barbara grabbed his cock in both hands and stuffed it into her mouth un...til the head smacked into the back of her throat. He still had an inch or so outside."Close, but no cigar," Schneider taunted her, and Barbara began to plunge back and forth on his cock while her hands massaged the rest of the long rod. Schneider pumped back and soon shouted "I'm gonna shoot!" Barbara pulled back and a stream of cum flew across. At first he traced the outline of my breasts through my sweater, gently kneading when he had a handful. His head was back, as I assume he was pretending to sl**p for the sake of the front seat passengers, that way he would not be disturbed in the darkness and not arouse any suspicions. Trouble was he was arousing me, as my breasts are an erogenous zone, any fondelling was bound to trigger urges deeper down. What facinated me was the audacity of him just to get stuck in and take liberties, but. Paul pushed a button on the wall besides the Jacuzzi. We were surprised a couple of minutes later to see a butler enter the room in full evening wear, very reminiscent of Mr. Hudson on the TV series Upstairs and Downstairs. He did not seem in the least fazed with finding the four of us naked together. I guessed it was not the first time he had witnessed such things in this house.Paul asked us what we wanted and then told the butler to bring it. The butler moved over to the opposite wall and. "What will you have?" she asked. "I can recommend this German wine." "Fine by me" he replied. "It's a good job I'm not driving. I think I had a few beers more than usual at the pub. I feel a little light headed." "I had a few too many glasses of wine too" she said. "It was so warm in the bar, I feel a bit hot and sticky. That's a thought. We've got about an hour before the match starts. Do you fancy a swim?" "A swim?" said Ben, puzzled. "Do you mean you have a pool here too?" "Yes" she said.