I heard a muffled gasp from Cathy’s mouth, but I never let my finger leave her tender flesh. Vicky was moaning audibly now… mumbled words could be...faintly heard from time to time. What surprised me was how wet Cathy’s cunt was. Was it wet before she started to lick Vicky’s ass or was it a result of doing so? My index finger found Cathy’s clit. It was small and hard. I recon it could only have been the size of a small petit-pois pea… if that. As I rubbed, Cathy’s moans were getting louder and. One fine day we entered the lift and when it stopped on 10th floor some 6 men came in and the life was overcrowded with no space.The situation was such that she took her daughter in front of her so that she is safe and not crushed and she came in front of me and then there were men in front of her daughter and to our sides.As the lift started movements caused her to move back and forth and man she accidentally touched her back to me.Her ass was touching my cock and I was beginning to be hard at. I watched Tara walk out on it and take in the breeze and the sun. She looked great and my mind was already shifting to the sex that I hoped was soon to follow. She twirled in the sunlight and looked at me with a big grin. “We'll take it!” She declared. Tara The room was perfect. We got settled in, I changed into linen capri pants and a bikini top and made my first rum drink from the stocked wet bar. Roger was already outside taking in the scenery so I joined him. He was looking down and not out. Playing cards were scattered on the floor, clothes sat in little piles, and two empty wine bottles stood on the table. The blue Christmas lights were still on, although they were long outshined by the morning sun seeping in through the drawn blinds."Morning," Emily said softly.Richard turned to face her. "Good morning."Emily smiled and stretched under the sheet. Her leg rubbed against his, and she murmured quietly."Did Sandra get up already?" Emily asked with a frown."No, she's in your bed,".