Any man would be all over Maureen but had he given Maureen the okay to pick Junior? Would she? Just the thought caused his cock to thicken but his min... to rebel. Would his cock rule the day?Maureen wore a cover up to the beach, but as soon as she shed it a waiter was at her side, asking if she would like a drink. It was still before noon so Bob was shocked to hear her say yes, placing her order. He headed off to his lesson with his heart in an uproar.As he shook hands with the instructor, a. She used her hands to hold herself steady using the cushion of the couch. In this position she was perfectly able to receive his cock doggie style. She felt his wet warm fingers massaging her pussy as he applied the warm lube. She moaned as he rubbed some on her clit. She lifted her head slightly and saw CJ standing a few feet away looking at her. He was stroking his cock, too, awaiting instructions. She motioned with her eyes, he came towards her and he sat at the end of the couch, his cock. It's not that unusual for women to hold hands when they're walking together, especially when they're friends, or -- like these two -- sisters. Not because they were beautiful. Though they were beautiful -- both in their early twenties, skin so tight and smooth, taught bellies, breasts high and firm, with just a hint of a jiggle as they walked. Not even because they were rich and famous. Though they were rich -- and, therefore, at least just a little bit famous.No, it was because they were. He asked if I was ready for my private? I told him not quiet yet, I don't know why I turned him down, my pussy was soaking wet from watching him in his tight little speedo. His thick cock made a very substantial mound in the tiny nylon suite. That afternoon I sat in my Tahoe trying to get my mind cleared enough to drive home. I glanced at my phone and saw the message light blinking. I picked it up and opened the messanger. It was from Alan, Alan is a single guy I've had sex with a couple of.