His eyes were focused entirely on a single wispy white cloud that seemed abnormally determined to get some place. Andrew wasn’t sure why but he’d ...magined it as a wolf and that bush up on the mountain was a fat little pig. As far away as it was that pig had to be a couple of trees instead of a bush. That didn’t make it look any less like a fat pig waiting for the ravenous wolf to come and devour it. He’d been laying in almost the exact same place for most of the last hour. He’d only moved twice. He started slipping down my body, kissing my skin everywhere as he went. He kissed and licked each breast as if they were the most wonderful things he'd ever tasted. My nipples he kissed and sucked so hard, I felt an orgasm grow between us -- he squeezed my breasts lightly, then harder and harder as he sucked.The orgasm grew, and when he nipped a nipple lightly with his teeth, it released its warmth to surge over us. Our bodies spasmed together, my hips danced up and down with happiness, and my. They gave me a French pedicure. After they were finished, they brought me to where Salvatore would give me a manicure. He took my nail polish off and had my hands soak in warm water. Then he used the nail pusher on each of my fingers and pushed my cuticles down, removing any excess cuticles. Then he put body lotion all around my hands and arms and gave me a wonderful massage. Vincent and Joseph were massaging my neck. Nobody talked to me, while they were attending to me.Salvatore then painted. It’s then that I noticed that she was topless and wearing only her panties. The red, post orgasmic blush still covered her bare chest between her breasts – her nipples still hard and almost irresistible. She stirred but I was already sliding down and kissing her tummy. My left leg parted her thighs and she froze! Was it fear that I was about to notice her freshly-fucked pussy? I swear that she stopped breathing completely as I peeled her panties down. She then tried to guide me away, claiming.