Me and my beard having fun and my chin warning me of its influence on me and that I had changed for the worse. So one day after a big fight between me...and my chin I finally asked, "What do you want from me?" It had taken all my willpower not to burst out in tears before finishing that question that I had almost peed myself. "Get rid of it", my chin responded without even taking a breath. "I can't do that", I said teary eyed. "Well it's either me or it", my chin said with a voice cold as ice.. Reservations were made at a very exclusive resort that catered exclusively to swingers and our group had reserved the entire place for the week. Upon arrival, we were amazed at how nice this resort was, anything that could be imagined was provided for, as part of the package. There were the usual amenities: steam rooms, saunas, hot pools, masseuse, masseur, mud-baths to name a few, and the best part, was you could have any or all of these services in your room, delivered by a professional, who. When yourbest friend looks like Mason does, all eyes are on him. I'm about 6 footeven with a slightly toned physique. I don't care to go to the gym oftenbut I can hold my own in a fight. Unlike Mason's obsession with hairproduct, I don't style mine in the least. Sort of a short, scruffy,hipster look.I watched as Hailey instructed Madison to use water from the sink tomess around and "style" her hair. I had to wonder how much of this wasactually Madison's idea anyway. Hailey clearly seems to be. The answer sufficed and he went back to suckling. Both boys just stared, adjusting their dicks every once in a while.After a few minutes I had him switch sides. This time, with his free hand, he started absently playing with my free nipple. He alternated between quickly flicking it back and forth with his pointer finger to squeezing and twisting it, to sometimes pulling it out as far as it would go and with each deviation, I felt a pulse of electricity between my legs. I pushed his head closer.