"I mean, eighty-eight. I got an eighty-eight." Eighty-six or eighty-eight." Angela deliberately moved closer, until her pussy triangle was mere inches...from his face as he sat before her. "Which one was it?" Eighty-eight."Tony was now breathing hard and Angela could see his big, stiff cock throbbing in his jeans. Helplessly he stared at her body as he took a long gulp of orange juice."You're all done with your breakfast, darling. Would you like some dessert?"Deliberately, shamelessly, Angela. A friend of mine recommended this couple as good fun. I spoke to them online before I arrived here and they seemed really keen and also rather experienced.Friday night came along, I met them at a bar in town after dinner. Lots of photos were exchanged beforehand and they looked like their photos. I told them I was bi and they said that the husband is 'open minded'. After just one drink we were getting along fine and the wife asked if maybe we should head back to their place for another drink.. I nodded with a mile wide grin and said "Sure thing." there was a little quad bike in front of me that said follow me. I followed the bike to the rear of the grounds and there in the trees was an area for campers. I was directed to a treed parking spot that my truck and trailer just fit between. Great there was lots of shade for the truck and camper so heat was not going to be an issue. The three of us got out me after I stuffed my cock back in my jeans. and right away Donna and Sandy set about. Kissing his sister he left quickly. ‘I need to get back too.’ Luke said. ‘Is it ok if I come and visit you again?’ He asked quietly. ‘Sure but you don’t have to.’ she wrote. Luke smiled and walked out. ‘My God he’s gorgeous’ she thought ‘and I’m stuck in a bed looking like death and can’t talk.’ That first day was quiet. The doctor kept everyone away and since she wasn’t allowed to talk it made for a lot of sleep and staring at the ceiling. That evening Luke walked in and sat in the chair.