I grabbed one of the towels from before and wiped her and myself down. I placed the other towel underneath her.I wasn’t sure how long it would take ...er to recover, so I went downstairs and got us both a drink.When I got back, she was blinking her eyes like she was trying to focus. She looked at me.I sat the glasses on the floor beside her and slowly raised her up. I slid in behind her and wrapped my arms around her. We sat there on the floor for quite a while.We were both soaked in sweat and. "Oh shit Matt look at that!!!" she said pointing down at the front of my jeans.My embarrassment was complete — I looked down to see I had a hard on and the front of my baggy jeans where standing out like a tent, it was like my head said one thing and my body was making a liar out of me."Wow Matt" she said stepping forward again and starting to slowly stroke me through my jeans.The stroking felt so good I was just unable to pull away although that was what I thought I ought to be doing for now. Not even close.There was little mystery to the weekend by this point. I was going to be fucked … well and truly fucked. The only mystery was how and under what circumstance. Would there be more exhibitionism? They seemed to take great pleasure in displaying me and I found I enjoyed it, too. But this day was going to be different and they indicated that by coming to me as a group with Adam holding a tube of lubricant in front of him. Anal. I gave them a wicked smile and reminded them to be. Ned got the message and took her hand, leading her up the staircase. In his guest coach suite, his shorts fell off easily, his erection heavy and ready. Facing Belinda, he hugged her body and took his first lingering kiss, eyes open, same as Belinda. He lifted her by her butt cheeks and popped her onto the mattress. Belinda’s legs formed the cradle that bolstered his hips. Ned braced up on elbows, a proper distance to view Belinda’s grey eyes gazing up from inches below. His firm tip found her.