Finally he settled on a clean pair of khaki pants and a snug-fitting polo shirt. He stopped and bought a couple of bottles of scented massage oil at a...bath and body store on the way. He pulled into the parking lot of the Baden Spa just before six."Can I help you?" the buxom blonde behind the counter asked breathlessly."Which way is the Scandinavian Room?" Oh, you must be Darren. Mrs. Davis is waiting for you in the sauna, fifth door on the left. It has a big S on it." Thanks, Melanie," he said,. In that moment, he couldn't help himself.Spreading her legs with his own, he lowered his lips to her hips. She was back onto him, but Reese would put the right pressure on her to make her thrust herself onto his awaiting tongue and lips, a little harder with every touch.Laceys muffled cries of desire are stifled when she feels Reese give her a passionate kiss, catching her bliss in his mouth, making him dribble with a clear, tastey liquid.While doing so, he was making her grind on his friends. For every brunette squirting gooey white tit-lotion out of her portable tank, there were two more wielding the black riding crops. As the girls with the tanks kept giving the blondes more lubrication, the girls with the crops strutted around the circle, snapping randomly at the bottoms of the busty Titshurt wives, making sure they kept up the pace.As they whacked the women's asses, the naked, heeled brunettes would shout things like: "Let's keep it moving, girls!" or "Come on, up and down, in. Exposed and vunerable to his eyes and touch and he moved his mouth slowly from her breast across her stomach and down to that precious part of her that he loved so much. Her legs opened wider and she arched her back so that he was able to get his tongue right inside of her wet cunt, she loved to hear him use all the gutter type words while he made love to her and he often wondered what her piers would think if they could hear the words that now flowed so easily from those full red lips. She.