It was at this point I noticed the several of the men looking over my daughters. I tried to have them dress conservative but being teenagers they ins...sted on wearing tight short cutoffs and tank tops. Carol had sided with the girls saying it was going to be hot when we landed. She wore an almost see thru sun dress that moved in the warm breeze. Looking around I notice the other families also had only daughters about the same age as Carols and mine. The men divided up into pairs with each. She could not remember just how big Rex's cock was, nor how much it really hurt to have it inside her. She didn't know what she wondered about more, Rex's cock or her own body.One day, she was feeling particularly curious as she watched Rex once again licking himself."Come here, Rexy!" She yelled at him and he came to her. She motioned for him to lay down and he did.She trembled slightly as the tip of his red cock was already poking from his sheath. She wanted to see it again. She vaguely. I shyly said a thank you for his appreciation.“I am Dhruv and I am from India. Can we be friends?”, he asked. “Yeah sure!”, I replied immediately.Dhruv was a guy with a cute face. He was 6 feet tall, not very heavily-built but had a really athletic body. He was a black belt in taekwondo and a really good dancer. He taught some western dances and martial art dance forms here in this academy.He was really popular in the academy, specially among the girls for obvious reasons. The most interesting. But here is the deal: we wanted to have sex there, on that armchair. We always thought how good was for them doing there, how was confortable for Keith to sit while Donna went up and down on him... Goodness, better stop here.But, one day, the unavoidable happened. They went on vacation for a month at Europe and we went to their home to do all these stuff people do when their neighbours are out. And then, it was there... the armchair! The armchair of our dreams, right here in our front. And.