.." And you heard the comments too," Corey said."Scott can be our tester and see how things go in our group. Other thanour friends, what do we care wh...t people have to say?" I asked."Yeah, we know eight other people here so what does it matter whatstrangers think?" Scott stated."Let's go. We can discuss this all we want but Scott has it in his headhe's wearing a Speedo," Corey stated.We grabbed all of our things and headed back to the same spot as the daybefore. We were first and staked our. As I turned my attention back to the Masciotro girls and Tempe, I heard Tempe ask, “Has Mike given you girls any dance lessons? He and Liz have done a great job of teaching us some swing dance moves in PE class.”“No, he hasn’t,” Eda replied as she glared at me in a faux-angry manner. Eda was a sexy, Italian national team soccer player. She wore her Paolo Rossi, Azzurri jersey knotted under her breasts and had on a pair of tight white soccer shorts, with azure and white socks.“With us at. It was soft, hairless and warm. Her lips were puffy and oversized.“Stick out your tongue and taste Momma, my little kitten” Claire whispered in her soft, sensual voice. “Lick it like you do when you get milk from your bowl” she continued.Rebecca was please with the chore she had been given. Though she could not see it, all her senses indicated that she was face to face with the best smelling, best tasting pussy she had ever licked. This was going to be a good time.After licking as she imagined. She narrated her experience with one of the guy, whom she had and is taking massages regularly. I was surprised by the excitement which I saw in her during the narration, and was eager to try it. But at the same time, didn’t want to end up on having sex with the masseur. All these thoughts were running in my mind, then I decided I am in for the massage; a massage done by a guy and I wanted to experience it before I go home. I spoke to her about the guy and got the details of him. I didn’t want.