Thermographic images reveal about 20 people fucking, sucking, licking each other in every thinkable position. We get so wet by just looking at the scr...en, we ask the guard to let us in. He says he needs to check how hot we are, before he can let us inside the backroom. He has us stand up against the wall, spread our arms and legs and starts touching my friend, beginning with her breasts. Then works his way down to her waist and ass, lifts up her skirt and lets his fingers slide into her wet. I turned her around to face the TV. I groped her tits from behind and reached around her rubbing her pussy. Sara started moaning softly. She responded well to my touching. I pulled her body into me and I grinded my hard cock up against her lower back. I whispered into her ear to tell me what a dirty slut she was and to beg me to fuck her. It was almost like Sara had been training for this. She degraded herself and begged for me to plant my seed into every hole of her body. This was an. Tank’s eyes were alive with sexual excitement.There was a huge pool of cum where Tank’s cock-head had rubbed against the bedding. The two men embraced and started kissing each other as I licked Tank’s cum off the bedding. We then went downstairs soon after and drank beer. I was getting used to this liquid refreshment.Tank had his arm around me on the couch as Joe sat on the opposite chair. Every now and then Tank would bend over and give me a kiss. I was nuts about this guy. The smell from his. ‘Sunlight rippling on a mountain stream’? his hindbrain kibitzed. Oh, boy. Crush alert! ‘It’s good to finally hear your voice,’ he said, sitting down on the bed. ‘I mean, when I suggested you call, I wasn’t sure…’ He trailed off, too nervous to finish the sentence. ‘I’m just glad you trust me with your phone number,’ Deanna said with a grin in her voice. He could picture her smiling as she said it, and something about the mental image gave him a warm surge of happiness. ‘You seem like a very.