“I don’t think so…”
John almost leapt out of his skin at the sound of the voice but Mrs. Steele just turned her head languidly at glared at the speaker.
“Don’t you have anything better to do Tanya?” she asked with venom in her voice “Or have you tired of your pool boy so soon that you would rather spend your time spying on your neighbors?”
John arched his neck from beneath Pamela so he could see the person she was addressing; across the fence stood a slender brunette with short hair that was glaring at Mrs. Steele. His eyes roamed her pretty face until recognition dawned within him; it was Tanya Archer another average housewife transformed. Her limbs and frame were more slender than Mrs. Steele’s and her breasts, while smaller, were still shapely and stood high on her chest. He might have described her build as athletic in contrast to the voluptuous Pamela Steele. Where Pamela was delightfully supple, Mrs. Archer showed soft muscle definition and John drank in the sight of her in a sky blue bikini top and an almost transparent sarong hugging her slender hips. Her short hair suited her small but pretty face and her body gave of the same impression of feminine strength as a gymnast.
“Don’t be a greedy bitch, Pam” Tanya replied loftily “Do you think you can keep a cock like that all to yourself?”
Mrs. Steele begin slowly rolling her hips again causing John draw a shuddering breath as the feel of her movements sparked life back into his member. Her eyes didn’t leave Tanya Archer’s face as she did so.
“It seems quite happy right were it is, thank you” Pamela purred hotly “Mmmmmm, and I’m happy that it’s happy.”
Mrs. Archer’s eyes flashed jealously and with a single fluid movement she swung herself over the fence her long legs flashing in the sunlight. Pamela stopped her rolling movements and raised a hand to hold her off but Tanya just grabbed her arm and began hauling her off of John's lap. Mrs. Steele slid off him with a cry of outrage and as she fell to the ground she pulled Tanya’s legs from under her, bringing her down so the two of them became a struggling tangle of flesh on the lawn.
John watched wide eyed as Mrs. Steele, grabbing for something to hold, tore away Tanya’s gauzy sarong while Tanya grasped a fistful of Pamela’s hair and pulled viciously. Mrs. Steele screamed then reached behind her grasping at Tanya’s arms and shoulders until she finally got a hold on Mrs. Archers bikini top and, pulling hard, wrenched herself around to face her opponent. The bikini top was ripped by the force and came loose in her hand exposing Tanya’s firm perky breasts.
‘This could only happen in a World of Porn’ thought John springing to his feet at the sight of the two glorious bodies rolling about together on the grass at his feet. As he stood he felt the weight of his throbbing cock standing out in front of him and the fight stopped abruptly as both women looked up at it hungrily.
“I’ve got to put an end to this” said John looking down at them “It’s my dick and I will decide what to do with it…”
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