"What the fuck is going on?" I asked, making sure there was no-one within earshot."What do you mean?" Why are we here? Why didn't you say I'm your bro...her? And why do we have to pretend we're eighteen?" Sheesh, bro, relax. Look," she said, "I heard some rumours in school that this place throws some wicked parties, okay? They might kick us out if they know we just finished school for the day. So just chill out and have fun." So why was there a woman in a towel kissing random guys in the living. " she said, a dreamy distance in her voice. I exposed her vagina more fully and moved where I could put my mouth fully on it. She lifted her legs, rotating her pink anus up into range of my mouthfuls. Licking down there, I tasted her butthole, licking it clean and enjoying the slightly dirty feeling of eating her ass. She cooed approvingly, bouncing with me to enjoy the wetness of my tongue. her sphincter pulsed and contracted when I drilled into it. I felt her bearing down to open it more to. Jane looked out of the window and saw the other couples sitting by the pool. The men were in shorts and polo-shirts, so she got out a similar outfit for John and put on a skirt and t-shirt.“See you by the pool,” she shouted as she went out to join the others. There was a round of good mornings as she did and delight that they would be joining the respective activities today.It was ten minutes before John joined them. Over croissants and coffee, they chatted about what they had been up to. One night when he sent me a picture of his TV, I noticed he was enjoying some gay porn. I had had a few drinks so we were laughing back and forth about it. This is the moment it all started. “You should definitely send me a picture of your dick!”, he said. ‘Haha, you are fucking crazy!”, I replied. All it took was a few more suggestions of him wanting to see a picture of my cock for him to jerk off to. Next thing I knew I was sending pictures of my dick, raging boner, and then followed with.