Her hips were now matching the rhythm of my finger tip. She was trying to press down against me to increase the pressure but I held back, I was intent...ionally teasing her, deliberately making the pressure build so she'd cum hard. It only took a couple of moments then she grabbed my hand with both of hers and pulled me tight to her as she orgasmed. I let my fingertip penetrate her just enough that I could feel her contractions, she tried to press down further to get more of me in her but I wasn't. On reaching home me jus crashed on to my bed without even removing my shoes. I was feeling smashed out at the same time feeling randy, thinking about the dance I had with d females. I don’t know when I woke up, but when I woke up my dick was all standing erect, I took my dick in my hands and slowly started to shake it and again fell on the bed and closed my eyes and started to shake my dick thinking of last night dance. The servant had been knocking on the door for a long time, which I did not. She took it out and tossed it across the bed, then went through the drawers.Most of the drawers were empty, but in one Jason's sisters had left panties, socks, and undershirts from their younger days. They were all clean, but some of the panties had gussets with faded stains. She eventually found a clean pair that looked like they'd fit and some long socks that would cover her scars.Grabbing her backpack and the clean clothes, she headed to the bathroom and locked the door. Being able to lock a. She held the wide base with one hand and started pumping the stout shaft with the other. Mike’s buttocks clenched and she pulled his skin all the way up to the bulbous head, tweaking it with her thumb. She pulled back hard as great airborne strings of semen splattered up and down Callie’s back. Britt held Mike’s hairy balls as she continued to pump the last drops of cum from his cock. “No getting soft, Mike,” Britt warned while pulling off her tights. Naked, she knelt and began to lick Mike’s.