The heat and fatigue were wearing us down. People lined up to use the hose, or the shower on the other side of the clubhouse, to rinse off before goin... inside. Streams of muddy water ran off the deck and into the sand. The three of us waited our turn for the hose.When we were next, I offered to hold the hose up like a shower for Gina. She rewarded me with a smile."Thanks. I want to rinse my hair, too," she said.I stood there like a butler, holding the hose for her. It was self-serving. I had an. “Have fun, I am not a jealous guy. Betty needs more sex than I can ever give her,” Alan said. He was incredibly turned on that other men wanted his wife. They wanted what HE had. He could tell her not to do it if he wanted to but Alan had a very kinky side as well.Alan wasn’t jealous because he wasn’t insecure about her. He knew that Betty was his even if she was doing what her sister told her to do. He’d seen Mark make her perform jumping jacks and smack his wife’s ass around the house. It had. It didn't take that long before the guy was cumming in my ass. He started fucking me hard and then stood still while he unloaded. When he was done he walked away while the holding my ankles stood there waiting for someone else to stick their cock in me. No one else wanted to fuck so I was let down. I could feel the cum leaking out of my ass onto the seat so I got up and walked back to rear of the theater to look for my cloths. I still had not got my nut and my hardon would not go away. As I. “You’re beautiful, you know that?” she asked, her fingers digging into my butt-cheeks.“Paloma,” I said, my pigtails dangling towards the grass. They brushed the green strands. I shuddered. “Why are you so good to me.”“Love,” she said simply.“I love you, too,” I said, blushing. My emotions felt so whiplashed. I was surprised my soul didn’t have a sore neck. It was all so much. I couldn’t believe this was happening.She licked her tongue up from my taint, like she was careful not to touch my.