"Right," he smirked. "Let's just see what's under this blouse then, shall we?" She raised her arms to ward him off, but he quickly grabbed them and pi...ned them over her head. His fingers nimbly undid the buttons on her shirt, revealing the sheer black bra she wore underneath. He slid a finger under the front clasp and flicked it open, freeing her firm ripe breasts to his gaze. A moan escaped her lips as she felt her nipples peak under his gaze. "It would appear, my dear, that you aren't telling. We ate outside just as the sun was setting. The three women were naked as we sat at my outdoor table. Everyone was playful, so by the end of the meal all of the tit flesh had a lovely coating of barbecue sauce on it. Being consummate gentlemen, we carefully licked off the sauce spending time on each of the six available mounds of bountiful femininity.Alan arranged three of my wide chaises so they faced the western sky and the fading daylight. He took Jasmine’s hand and escorted her to one of. I closed my eyes in delight as I felt her pursed lips pressing againstthe tip as she slowly let it slide between them, her tongue wrappingaround the head of my swollen cock. Her body was rocking back and forthas her head bobbed up and down in slow rhythmic motion.I felt her spit drooling out running down the length as she pushed herhead down farther, until she gagged when it touched the back of herthroat. I wanted to twist my fingers in her long hair. But I fought offthe urge, petting her. Greg started to massage the oil into my body. He initially worked on my shoulders, which helped me to relax. I started to moan in appreciation of the work he was doing. Then he started to work down to the small of my back and run his hands along the waistband of my briefs. After a few laps of the small of my back, his hand drifted underneath the waistband of my briefs, which caused me to moan with pleasure again. With each circular motion of his hands, he moved deeper into my underwear. I.