“You will continue to masturbate each other” she said, “I will tell you when you can stop.” My little head was sore as my jerk partner began p...lling again. Having lost my passion, my brain took over and I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. What was happening? Real men, real husbands don’t let their wives have sex with other men, I thought. What if my friends found out? What about my family? No one would understand. Suddenly I thought about Jim. Would he tell anyone that he fucked my. I can’t even go from one house to the other without our kitchen table and the picture she gave us.” His voice dropped low, tenderness radiating from every part of him. “Those things are part of our home.” He dropped a feather light kiss across her pliant lips. “No matter where we go, they’re coming with us.” “I love that you feel the same way I do about them.” “I’m a good guy.” Samantha squeezed him tight. “Don’t get too arrogant on me.” Hearing her say that, made Gabe remember the. The boys acted like being in first class was special. I found myself enjoying their reactions way too much.I was beginning to wonder if the trip had been a bad idea.But it did have a few entertaining moments. As with the last trip, the boys were all in the same color - green - and looked like a model troupe. We got a lot of attention as we passed through the airport.When we landed in Hawaii, the boys were elated and confused."We change planes here?" Ian asked. "We headed down under, boss?". Greg’s girlfriend was well-endowed, but Jen had tits to spare, and Amy spent some time fondling them admiringly as the blonde smiled complacently under her ministrations. When she’d had enough of being fondled, Jen responded with some touching of her own, immediately going for the prize, slipping a slender hand through the light bush between the brunette’s legs, and massaging her pussy. Amy gave a startled cry as the smaller woman made contact with her clit, and Jen started to pull away, but.