He was looking at her. His dick was sticking up. He was excited. She no longer cared for him. This day had changed things and she had seen the real ma... she was with. She didn’t like it.Vera was rubbing her still engorged pussy. It didn’t feel exactly right. It felt good, but she felt some pressure. She walked over to Nabokov. He was pantsless now, looking at Karl and trying to play with himself. It wasn’t quite working. Instead it flopped and fumbled in his hand like play-doh. It had thick. ’ ‘Oh, thank you, mmm, just keep going, mmm. Well, so he took his time on my breasts, it was lovely, really lovely. Then, we were both soon naked and he had me on the edge of the bed, my legs up over his shoulders and he was just feasting on me. That’s what it was, John, he was feasting on my pussy. God, it was so good.’ ‘Well, no one knows better how much you love that than I do. He was good, huh?’ ‘Oh, yes, but it was also that it was someone new, someone I wasn’t used to. God, it was so hot.. I came up at the end of the pool to see Carla and Carmella standing together arms around each other looking down at me. "Good morning ladies, sleep well?" They looked at each other with the look of long-time lovers and smiled. "We did thanks to you and your big cock" answered Carla. They both laughed. It was wonderful to see them so relaxed and seemingly so fulfilled. Carla was wearing tailored jeans, a red silk blouse and high-heeled sandals. Carmella was wearing a simple sundress that barely. .. I saw the red nail polish. I was noticing every detail as she untied the knot still belting her robe to her.She laid back on the bed, robe now wide. Legs spread, heels of her bare feet now on the side of the bed to either side of her ass. Once she reclined, her face left my view, but I could see her body perfectly from the neck down. Nipples erect, and her pink pussy on display.I realized I could move and not interrupt her - I'd been wearing just pajama bottoms, but I quickly got rid of.