.. Ed was a little sweaty, but he was generally clean, if slightly musky. The musk actually helped; the Wench was getting wet again, starting to serio...usly enjoy teasing Ed's cock.If Bianca's previous seat had been ringside, this had to be even closer! She had to bend over to hold the Wench's arms, and was getting the show right over her right shoulder. While Ed had been brutal on the first pass, she could tell that he was simply allowing the Wench to do her work this time, and the quiet sounds,. That and the current strumming it was getting from his tongue was more than sufficient.I groaned, lifted my ass to get just a little more pressure, and then came. A few short breaths, and as I pressed hard against Michael's face I exploded, happy that the house was empty as I yelled and flexed my hips, my feet again on the edge of the bed, and aware of nothing but my sensitive, sopping-wet pulsing pussy. Nothing.I tend to need a few moments to myself after orgasm. I don't switch off, but my. I almost feel sorry for him. I need to keep Ivan happy so I’ll probably send you back for more shoes in a week or so.”He surprised both of us when he didn’t immediately tear my suit off and separate me from my virginity. Instead, he removed his hand from my vulva and he sat back and relaxed. He said, “I want you two to splash around in the pool for a while. Cool off and relax. I’ll let you know when I’m ready for you.”Mom responded for both of us, “Yes, master.”We went to the steps and waded. One night, as we were, deep into our ninth or tenth hand of poker, with the beer and the whiskey flowing, one of the group members asked the question that all of us had probably thought to ask at one point or another, but none of us had ever dared to ask.“So, what’s the kinkiest sex you’ve had?”Everyone had a story, except me. There was no way I could out do any of the stories some of the guys told. I apologized and told the group, that I had to be the one weird one since I did not have any.