“Come on; up and at ‘em. We’re going to the bar. You hit the pool shower for a couple of minutes. We’re each going to avail ourselves of some ...ew lovers as we usually do, and you are going to try to intercept one of the new women and satisfy your curiosity about them. By then you’ll be ready to go again.”The three left the chaise and walked through the maze of chaises and oversize patio chairs towards the bar. Most of the chaises near the bar had couples or threesomes on them in some stage of. She had a daughter in high school, but the way she strutted her stuff I sure didn’t care, nor did it matter. She always wore these high heels and tight jeans. And her blouse’s neck line always dipped down to levels that showed a deep line between her ample breasts. She had long straight blonde hair that swayed as she walked and those long legs flowed up to a beautiful round ass.She was curvy, not a stick with disproportionate features, but a perfect mix with just the right thickness in the hips. I was still smelling her panties with one hand, but reached down with the other to rub her pussy. She didn’t stop me, and her moans told me she was enjoying it. Her pussy was soaked. “I can lick that clean for you if you like” I told her. So she laid back on the bed, and spread her legs. I went to work on that pussy right away, making it my next meal. After 2 good orgasms, she was even more soaked than before. Meanwhile, my rock hard dick was throbbing, and wanted pussy. I knew she had to go. The following morning, however, she was sore. Her nipples protruded from her round breasts, swollen and red from the long suckling times the day before. Immediately after breakfast, the first two boys from the day before came in and latched on. The process was followed on a daily basis. For the first week and a half, Marie cried herself to sleep each night as her nipples ached and then cracked and bled. The woman who brought her food rubbed lanolin on them to help with the cracking. After that,.