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"Well, you asked if I was here alone and I said sort of?" I tried to laugh but stopped when Becca eased back from me."I can see that." Anne said, batting playfully at his noticeable erection. Anne walked lightly past him, heading towards the bathroom.He himself was just topping 6' in height and weighed an even 170 lbs. He loved sports and was constantly looking at his muscles in the mirror in disbelief as his body became more and more defined. He couldn't wait until he was full grown like his father."I could close my eyes if that helps," Cassidy offered.



"Why, what's the problem?" John asked."Aww...thank you. We will do that again. You can fuck me anytime.""Can I play too?" John asked.Elly smirked. She took the paintbrush away from Ia's pussy and brought it up, tracing it over Ia's lips. Ia's lips quivered at the slow, sensual attention. She could feel her own juices being 'painted' onto her mouth. "I think you can," she soothed. "I think you can take it for hours, get even nicer and dumber for me. Isn't that what you said? Ooh, you were so rude to me, sweetie."
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She forced herself to stop, knowing that if she didn't she'd lay there the whole day and play with herself. It was Saturday and she had the whole weekend to look forward to."You're incredible, Kelly," John laughed as he pedaled behind her, watching the action of her ass as she continued to stimulate herself on the bicycle seat.Kent seemed just a little uncomfortable standing there talking with two other naked men, so he bolted off to get the wine. Kurt noticed, too. I whispered "New guy" to Kurt, and we both grinned at Kent. I wanted to meet Anja, too, so I nodded for Kurt to accompany me back to the ladies warming themselves by the fire."Oh, I've listened to dad explain his deals and rationalizing things all my life," John replied. "And I figure I'm going to be a stockbroker like him one day, only I'll make more money than he has."



"Me, no," John said. "But I'll have to ask Kelly. I don't know if she's ever done that before.""All for you," Doug told her. "Well, and my hot wife," he added with a wink in the mirror."Hi there, you two," they heard their mother say as they pulled into the garage.We left the dance floor and headed to our room. Chris had reserved the room for Friday and Saturday night. My mind raced a million miles an hour with anticipation of what would happen later that night. Both couples made-out like teenagers in the elevator and neither of us could keep our hands off the other the entire trip to the room. Chris opened to door to our suite and he booked a deluxe suite with one very large bedroom with a large king-sized bed in the middle and there were two smaller rooms each having queen-sized beds. Melissa and Lynn said they decided to get this room because they figured at first we would want to all be in the same room and the other smaller rooms were there in case we decided to be alone as either husband and wife or a swap couple. That was the initial agreement between the four of us, we agreed that the initial swap would be a same room swap and the smaller rooms were afforded if a couple wanted privacy. In the living room area, which connected to the main bedroom there was a couch and a love seat as well as a coffee table. The ladies directed us guys to get comfortable on the couch or love seat while they went off to get dressed for the night.
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After what seemed like an hour but was actually only a few minutes, Mr. Henderson's face began to screw into a grimace and John knew that he wasn't far fr om climbing to the peak of joy.When she had finished sucking all of the cum from him, she smiled while stuffing his cock back into his pants before standing up and zipping him up.No! He needed to move, and fast, before she noticed him. Okino tried to will his feet to budge. He needed to advance, or he needed to run, but he needed to do something.He looked over at his wife getting fucked hard. "Does it?"



"As you may recall," said Buford, "I took an old champagne cork then and plugged the stem into the hose and gave the cap a few good whacks with a mallet to seat the cork firmly in place. You didn't need anything crawling up your ass in the meantime." Tiffany blushed as she recalled how, despite her best efforts to suppress the unladylike sounds, Buford had made her grunt and snort each time he had whacked the cork. He had stopped only when the thick mushroom cap was nestled snugly between her rear cheeks. He had paused then to admire his handiwork, for the mushroom cap and Tiffany's rear cheeks had dovetailed so nicely that they hid the ungainly hose from view.With lunch complete, Chris and I began to clean up the grill area and the ladies headed down to the galley to clear their portion of the lunch mess and promised to return with a few more drinks and dessert. It had been nearly thirty minutes an Lynn and Melissa had not returned. Chris and I had finished our clean up duties and decided to enjoy the afternoon sun and were now relaxing in just our surf shorts. A few minutes after Chris and I had sat down on the lounge area of the deck, the two ladies came up from below. Lynn and Melissa were carrying drinks as they promised but there was no “dessert”. Chris and I noticed that both ladies were wearing a towel skirt around their waist covering their bikini bottoms… that seemed to be a wet towel on the day’s sights. After the drinks were handed out, Chris asked wh ere the dessert was. The two ladies smiled and began to remove that terry towel skirt revealing that they had exchanged bikini bottoms while below. OMG!!!! The thoughts of what might be happening began to race through my mind. Lynn sat with me and Melissa joined Chris. It appeared that these two lovely and sexy ladies were the “dessert”. I was getting hard thinking about what could be happening soon and definitely what would be happening later that night.And at the same time, the paintbrush began to tickle her clit.And as he cried it, mead oozed into his mouth. Even though she'd released his hand, Okino was still holding the mug up to his lips.
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