Terry and I had our bathing suits under our clothes, so we stripped down to our suits and slipped into the spa. Kirby looked a bit sheepish, and said ...e hadn’t worn a bathing suit. All he had on under his clothes were boxer shorts. Terry glanced at me, then back at Kirby and said, “No problem, your boxers will be fine.” To make him feel a little less conspicuous, I went ahead and unclipped my bikini top and tossed it on the deck. Kirby looked longingly at my wobbling tits as they swung back. His movement was the torturous part as I clenched and writhed somewhere between pleasure and pain, trying to hold on but wanting to let go. He moved high and hard in me, each thrust a blissful agony. I felt myhips lurch up to meet his, too impatient to wait for his strokes, I added my own. In an instant Russ flipped me over, slid his fingers into my insatiablepussy and opened me up for his meaty cock to follow. "Fuck," I moaned. I reached around behind him, grabbed a hold of his ass cheek and. The woman moaned, burying her face into Aoifas cunt. My wife gasped and moaned, grinding her hot flesh on Rosies face. So good, Aoifa moaned, her green eyes squeezing shut. Your wife loves my pussy almost as much as she loves my Lord husbands cock. Damn! Joe shuddered as his wife pleasured us. I stared into Aoifas eyes as I grabbed her ivory breasts with my brown hands. She moaned as I pinched her nipple. My hips kept hammering away as Rosies pussy massaged my shaft. The wife was flooding the. I arranged to rent a Manhattan apartment. I spoke to Amber every night on the phone. Some nights she had me masturbate to the idea of fucking the “pussy” between her lovely, rounded ass cheeks, and other nights she fucked me via the Miss Clitty replica. Other nights we mutually masturbated each other. I could hardly wait to see her!At last, all my affairs were tied up, and I made plane reservations for New York City. The flight would get in around noon on a Thursday, and Amber said she had to.