I kissed her and cherished her. It was sweet, hot, romantic sex. We both had orgasms. We were both sweaty and tired by the end. We fell asleep tangled...in the sheets and each other.Waking in the morning was the opposite of my post-anniversary morning. I was recharge, happy, and physically sated. I popped through a shower and ordered breakfast. Then I woke my sweetheart with a kiss on the cheek. She woke with a smile and a stretch. I told her, "Breakfast is on the way! Get it together or you'll. They could be affable and clever. He knew some men who could talk an outhouse cleaner into buying a pile of manure. Him, he couldn’t get a dehydrated man in the Sahara desert a thousand miles from the nearest oasis to accept a canteen full of fresh water. Shit! Where were his brains when he needed them? He needed to say something clever, something to knock this dreadful edginess off. Not him! He stood there and stammered, ‘Oh OK.’ What a fool he was. They walked back to the house in silence,. She grinned at my expression as Kait’s long, delicate fingers cupped them from behind.“Like them Richie?” she teased, “or should we call you Dick Dong?” They all giggled and I felt Brooke’s body vibrating.Brooke’s sexy little fingers touched my cock. She didn’t care if it was sticky. We watched together while Kait slid her sexy fingers into the waistband of Lucie’s shorts, either side, and eased it down an inch. She kissed the side of Lucie’s neck, making Lucie squirm deliciously.Kait moved to. I watched from behind my sunglasses to see if anyone was staring and soon found that no one even appeared to notice yet another set of bare tits.I broke the rules and quickly snapped a picture of myself and my bare tits in public to text to Eric. Moments later he responded, “Fuck, that is hot! How do you like knowing there are guys out there that have hard cocks from your tits babe?”I sent back a smiley but as I laid back I realized that the idea really was a huge turn on. My margarita somehow.