“Rehabilitation” as they called it.John knew better than to keep his Mistress waiting. He flushed, zipped himself up, turned out the light and exi...ed the bathroom. He made his way to the living room knowing just where she'd be. It was the same place she sat almost every day after returning from her duties.Sure enough, there was Mistress Alexandra in all her curvy, mocha glory. She was seated in the middle of the plush leather sofa, her cock already out as she stroked it up and down hungrily.. However, not only that, but on Tom’s return home that day with his mom and dad things in the Barry household would be changed forever. The family’s bonding session that day in the resort’s hot-tub hot produced a life-long passion for nudism in Tom Barry, in Lynn Barry and in Hank Barry. That passion began expressing itself the moment they all walked back in through the front door of their home at number ten, Rose Lane, Porterville, California.As soon as the car had been parked in the driveway. I kissed her mouth again, our tongues also caressing each other and then her eyes and ears and down the erogenous areas in her throat. Realizing where my lips were heading, Ruthie cupped her breasts in her hands and presented them to me. ‘I know these aren’t as nice as Pamela’s and probably some other women’s, but I hope you’ll like them.’ Usually, my lady friends don’t talk about or even mention each other but, since Ruthie and Pamela are old and very close friends and know all about each. A big burst of pleasure exploding out of me. My nuts tightened. It was incredible. This would be awesome. I was so eager to spurt jizz into her mouth.“Fuck,” I growled.Kirsten slid off my cock and moaned, “This is so awesome!”“It is!” Sibylla groaned and then swallowed my cock. She sucked on me with hunger, her teeth also keeping away from my cock.She nursed happily while Kirsten said, “Suck that dick, sis. Ooh, how's she doing?”“You both are amazing,” I groaned. “You feel the same. Damn, I'm.