His finger slipped in and out of my pussy teasing the entrance to my vagina, each stroke bringing me nearer the precipice of my orgasm. If he brought ...e to orgasm I knew I wouldn’t be able to control my self. Mom and dad would definitely know, and of course. I was on the brink, when Jay pulled his finger out of me, his hand slipping out from my leggings, just as we were pulling up outside our house, I could feel myself panting, virtually gasping for air. I heard mom’s voice, “Do you guys want. He tried to tell himself it was the same thing he'd seen when he gave her a gynecological exam a year earlier, but even for a nudist this view in a tropical island setting was far more erotic than the same view in a clinical examination room. Her pheromones weren't helping, either. Alyson straightened her leg and rose from his hands. Her open slit winked shut and then vanished as her legs came together.He looked at Mary. She was grinning at his dick, which had swollen enough to indicate four. "You simply must give me your bruschetta recipe," Gertie put in. "I don't believe I've ever tasted finer."Meghan blushed and accepted their praise gratefully.When Ken returned from the kitchen, he poured everyone a fresh glass of passion tea lemonade and then sat back down in his chair. When Meghan finished explaining to Gertie the particular combination of spices she used in her bruschetta, Ken spoke up, trying to turn things to a more serious topic. "So," he said. "I understand that there is. His hands began exploring her body and she luxuriated in the warmth that radiated from his body as it pressed against hers. Excitement blossomed inside her again and began to grow. Donnie wanted her! His touch was heavenly! He was so gentle! This was the most wonderful day of her life! ‘Donnie! Oh, Donnie!’ Melinda murmured as she covered his face with wet kisses. ‘Make love to me! Please, Donnie darling, make love to me!’ Donnie, his fingers trembling, stripped the scanty swimsuit top from her.