She wanted to feel his lips against her skin. She wanted his tongue on her...in her. He slowly found his way up to her lips with the tip of his tongu......so smooth... so silky... so sensual. He gently spread her wider. His tongue delving deeper he began to drive her crazy. Faster ... then slower...harder then softer and finally after having avoided until now, he gently took that secret button between his lips and circled with his tongue. His hands all over her body, his hot breath, his wet. You moaned loudly as I pushed my prick into your virgin, tight cunt and when I was deep inside you, you gripped your legs around my waist. ‘Oh Fuck me good Chris!’ you cried out. I took it slow to start with, your cunt was very tight and I could feel it gripping my prick as I slid in and out. I leaned forward and sucked on your tits as I picked up speed and started to fuck you deeper and deeper…harder and harder. After a few minutes I had you turn over and get into the ‘doggie’ position, this. Wes needed a shower and when he headed to the bathroom they followed him. A lot of men hae showered with a woman but I doubt if many had ever shared a shower with two women, I would not miss this for the world/Hands were everywhere as the girls gave him a bath. HIs own hands got busy as he assisted them in getting ready. Two sets of hands lathered him up and paid special attention to his ass, cock and balls. He caressed their tits as he washed them then his hands reached between two sets of. Every delay, every change of train caused his frustration to become more and more acute. He began to see something of either Rowena or Rachel in every woman his glance fell upon; the graceful neck of Ro, the particular curve of Rachel’s divine little bottom. Each such sight became tortuous and drove his frustrated lust to still higher acuteness. He found himself achingly hard for long periods of time but despite this there was no desire to relieve himself without one or other or both of.