There was no where we could get condoms.One day I was exploring her body while she was laying on her back with her knees bent and her feet on the bed.... I would stick my finger just a little into her pussy hole and marveled how it clamped down on my finger. She was soaking wet. Fluid was running out of her hole down to her butt hole. I ran my finger down there and tickled the little crinkled brown ring around the hole. Each time I got near the hole she jumped. I asked if it hurt and she said. I took two out and cleaned my cock, my fingers, and then the floor.Victoria said, “That was nice. If you don’t mind I would like to do that several times a day with you. I used to do it all the time when I was alone in my office but doing it with you was fantastic.”So that afternoon we got a lot of work done and had a mutual masturbation party every couple of hours. Victoria had one of her own about every half-hour.When it was quitting time Victoria stayed around and I walked out with a couple. Her hands automatically found his waist, trim and oily in the water, and her eyes began to glaze over as she let them explore the taut curve of his butt, around to the definitions of his six-pack, and up over the broad area of his chest to run back down his muscular arms to his butt again. Her hands were in a playground, revolving between each toy and not knowing which she liked best. She leaned into him, letting herself be lost in the aesthetics of his perfect body.Jason’s hands, given her. I reached out and silently guided him between my parted legs. I could see that he had a good start on a massive erection by the size if the bulge in his jeans.“Well,” I started, looping a lone finger into the waist band of his skinny jeans, “first of all, these tight jeans are going to have to go.”I fumbled with the snap to the jeans and managed to pry open the fly. The bulge in his jeans seemed to expand even more. I pulled his jeans down to reveal the issue at hand. I yanked his boxer shorts.