“You know that your safe in here with me,” Cile said to Tyler. “I don’t mess around with engaged or married men.”Tyler laughed, “I seem to...remember a conversation about some starfish earrings that would contradict that statement.”Katie pushed Tyler into the water and then jumped in beside him. She had her arms wrapped around his neck before he resurfaced. She wrapped her legs around his waist.“The married man that gave Cile those earrings was my dad,” Katie said with a grin. “Her and I got. He pulled my hair and let me walk on my fours like a dog while his cock in my mouth. He pushed to the ground and put his feet on my head. He always kept calling me "sissy", "bitch" or "faggot". He pushed his toes into my mouth and made me lick and kiss his feet. He let me lie down on bed on my back and fucked my mouth with his cock .. I was choking and gagging a lot. Saliva all on my face and chest.. He pulled my hair again to make stand and bend over in front of his bedroom mirror and spanked. Oblivious of our guests and preoccupied with the impatient snacks, she strutted quickly into the room, muttering instructions to herself and moi. Her green towel desperately hung onto her tiny tits and swung open from them with each long stride.Abruptly frozen in mid step, eyes popped wide, both hands abandoned her tit towel and were glued to her hair towel. She saw Reg and Bob on the couch "Oh my, you guys are very early ... or am I that late? You caught me while wet all over." What a perfect. Her smile is near permanent, thin lipped and wide.“I’ve been married to Sean for nearly twenty years now, and it doesn’t feel like a day over 19 ... Nah, seriously, he’s a good boy, but he’s hardly the life of the party. I think that’s why we work so well together. I like to party, he likes to clean up.”We see Sean, the opposite of his wife – a skinny man in a baggy sweater and a pair of loose jeans. Cigarette hanging from his mouth, tired look in his eyes. “Brandy is a bit of an acquired.