I wanted to get drunk and stumble back to my room, try to get off then pass out, and wake up feeling like shit. Remember this is my vacation and I can...do what I want. There’s nothing better than soaking in the sun with a hangover and bottle of water. It’s an excuse for doing nothing without a guilty conscience. Things didn’t happen that way. As a matter of fact, I was shocked at who I saw sitting right across from me. A friend of my father’s who’d I had a childhood crush on. I remember the. She pulled her head away as the cock slipped out. Samantha stuck her tongue out and began to lick the head very slowly."Shit!" Paula moaned. "Is your pussy cleaned?" No Mistress." Shame. Continue."Samantha licked the shaft of the cock a few times. Then she felt Paula's hands on her head. She knew what this meant as she opened her mouth.Paula moved her hips forward, putting her dick into Samantha and began to face fuck her. Samantha started to make gaggling noises, and this made Paula. It was so hot knowing they were enjoying what belonged to him.Last night, he got involved in the incredibly hot fun to help make Liv’s night a memorable one, but also to make sure that the other two guys didn’t get too carried away. He was pleased that it all went so well, and that the guys were interested in doing another group session soon. He’d like to get Olivia to agree to go to Ray’s house for a weekend of debauchery.So far, even though she really liked Ray, she was insistent that she. Attitude adjustment. You know." I know, Jim."The doorbell rang. Pizza. I heard kids coming down the stairs. We all dove into pizza and then retired back to the living room. Jim grabbed his banjo and pointed me to the bass. Ann showed up with her violin. "Fiddle, thank you! This IS Alabama!"We practiced, that is, if you can call a roomful of people singing and laughing to the sounds of musical instruments "practice." You know they want us to do another Saturday show at the RV Park?" I said.Ann.