To examine it, to admire it, to test whether it feels or reacts differently to a touch. I avoid my mirrored eyes and gaze down so that I can ogle my t...uly naked pleasure pot. Moving closer, I look at pores that have not been clear of growth since before puberty. My folds sit slightly parted, their crinkled edges bending inwards as if trying to hide from my leering gaze. I place a few drops of oil on my fingers and begin to polish my vulva with the viscous liquid, gently working the balm into. You support Camille’s choice to swing, but you don't yourself. If it's okay for her, why not you?" asks Joel. "Let me be clear. I don't have intercourse with Camille’s partners but I have played a part with some of the couples. I know in your case that will be unacceptable and I can live with that. To answer your question, I decided not to have intercourse so I would have something special, that only I share with Camille." Lucas’s admission worries Joel. “Played a part? So, normally there. . Ungghh. Ahhhhh he's in meeeeee. They took pictures and video of my naked tits... made me cup them ..pinch my nipples.. took close ups of my tits. Aaaahhhhhhhhh... deeper.. He's in sooooo damn deep. GETTING FUCKED."I began to jack off furiously, my cock throbbing in my hand."Aahhuugh AHHUGH.. UGH. They made me spread.. had to spread wide open for them.. skirt up to my waist.. tits out.. OOHHHH GOD DAMN.. your wife's cunt was exposed.. took more pics of my cunt and asshole... They turned the lights off. Gail and I pulled a sheet over ourselves and wrapped each other in a hug of intertwined arms and legs. They didn’t mind us leaving for our morning run before breakfast. As we left Gail reminded them that we’d see them for our afternoon swim, and that dinner and stay over was at our place that night.+It wasn’t until we were quietly fishing over the edge of the reef that Gail and I discussed the previous evening. She’d found the experience incredibly erotic, far more.