A few minutes later again without looking at me, victor asked quietly while pointing to the TV. "Can you do that?"I looked at the TV and the guy was p...unding his girl in the ass with long slow strokes. I reached over and once again grabbed his cock which to my delight was already semi-hard. I stroked it until it was ready for round two. I stood up and leaned over the edge of the hot tub. I spread my legs and steadied myself for what was to come. I placed my finger in my mouth as Victor stood. Come and sit with us, you want to drink what?Prepare me a Margarita my love.I sit next to my husband, and they continue to discuss everything and nothing.has a quarter of an hour, my husband John application or in the toilet.while John goes to the toilet, my husband asks me if it does not bother me if he dines with usNo, of course,My husband tells me he is going to prepare dinner, he will make a Nasi Goreng dish typically Indonesian.My husband goes to the kitchen and John sit back, but I'm. You’re a ghost, Myrtle. You can't get dirty." But it feels dirty!"Harry rolled his eyes. He should have known better, Myrtle was a bundle of neuroses. Besides, as he soon found, running a wet soapy cloth all over her body had its positive side. It quickly turned into a full body massage with his hard, massive dick being run over her body as well as his hands. The washcloth finished up being rubbed over her pussy and was soon being pushed in, serving as an impromptu glove for Harry's probing. Liz’s fingers were touching my cock as I slowly slid in and out of the wet pussy. At the same time my finger worked deeper and deeper into her. I added a second finger and I watched as Gina pushed Liz’s face back down to between her legs. Almost the second her lips touched sensitive flesh at the apex of her slit, Gina relaxed and I was soon matching the thrusts of my cock with two fingers going in and out of her bottom. I guess it was almost 10 minutes into the wild decadent ménage a trois.