I could tell that Valerie was getting more and more worked up hearing about Ginger’s escapades. I wasn’t sure how to read Margie, until Pepper st...rted adding some of what they had done. It was obvious that Margie had a special bond with Pepper since it was her that got her to explore her sexuality for the first time in her life. With the drinks finished, I asked if anyone wanted to take a walk on the beach and neither Valerie nor Margie wanted to take the chance of someone else seeing them. . . As whichever one of them was currently inside of her tried to drag her hips back up to him one-handed, desperate not to lose track of the game either. It was Mark, his floppy blonde hair dancing a little as he tried to regulate his thrusts. Stacy loved to watch as their faces changed, always so determined to last as long as possible when fucking her. Maintaining the illusion that they were such experienced and mature men-about-town that having their own personal fuck-toy was just natural.. She had decided to take the year off to spend with the baby. The next year they had been blessed Anthony and Mark, the two rambunctious twin boys that looked so much like their father. They were both so happy. Although they were both busy they enjoyed their children, and their lives. . Once a week Elizabeth’s mother would come and help them, and would watch them so that they could still have a date night. The next year, she had Teresa. She had wanted to stop after Teresa, but god had other. I continued this for some time when Mary started shaking, I felt her squirting down my throat. Mary got off the bed and disappeared for a few minutes, and then I heard Steve start moaning as his tempo sped up. I felt Steve explode deep within me, and he continued fucking until he was completely drained. Steve slowly pulled out and I felt empty. The room went silent, and I believed I was about ready to be let up when I felt a set of hands rubbing my ass checks. Mary moaned and started inserting.