"Damn," the man said looking towards Art's crotch, "you ought to get it sucked more often. Nothing like shooting your load in a hot cocksucker's mouth..." "Yeah, I guess." Art blushed. "She doesn't go that far." "Well, perhaps we'll fix that for you." Art felt weird now. He wasn't sure if the guy had a stable of women or if his wife would or...then it hit him that the guy was coming on to him, but he'd made no moves, just small talk. He felt his balls stir and let his mind picture a great blow. As she anticipated a repeat of the former night's wicked erotic performance, an involuntary blush of excitement mantled her cheeks as she rose slowly and went cautiously to the window, and across the way Ron watched her breasts bounce firmly with her walk at the same time as he was arranging Sue beneath him. As she parted her thighs for him, Sue purred up at him, very quietly, for she was watching Cherie herself and wondering what was happening down by the pool that the young virgin seemed to. I ran my hands on her back and brought them further to hold her boobs. They were full and soft. She gasped as I pressed them. I was hard and my cock was pushing against her which was making her hornier. I removed her top and she was in a black bra.Without wasting time I removed it and OMG!!! Her boobs just fell out. They were the most beautiful pair I had seen, size 36, a perfect shape, and soft n bouncy with lovely light colored oblong aureola. She said, “Is this u kept looking at?” I placed. She glances at me, gives a quick gasp as she realises then turns back as I shake my head. Her butt pushs out to touch mine and I push gently against the pressure. We surreptitiously lean against each other enjoying the warmth and silent sharing. I chuckle and turn to lean against the door frame. She is behind me and to my right. Still chatting but I can feel her full attention on me. We are close. My arm & hand is against the doorframe. She pushs back against me again and I slide my hand over.