I felt her nails running along my chest, followed by another swelling slightly lower.She continued to run her hands along my chest for a few minutes b...fore she spoke again.‘Have you ever thought of doing it again?’ she posed.My mind was on overdrive. Should I just confess to the many nights of masturbation that ensued because of it? Maybe I should just stick with a safer answer.‘Well, umm, sure. I mean I’ve uh, thought about all of it.’ I stammered. I really was. About a half hour had passed before we discussed if I should call again, when there was a knock at the door. "Go answer it my husband said." "Not dressed like this, I have no fucking panties on and I'm practically naked!" I said. Pushing me out of bed, my husband spewed out words of encouragement. Fuck it, I said and went to answer the door. Not even looking through the peep hole, I angrily unlocked and opened the door. The look on Ken's face was priceless. He was looking at me in my sexual. Ann seemed to be even hotter, as her entire body had a shimmering, moist look, as if she'd rubbed herself in with oil. Her belly, firm from swimming and dancing frequently, had a thin layer of sweat over it, giving it a very attractive sheen. You didn't have to look hard to to see the unmistakable contours of pubic hair through the fabric of her tiny bikini bottom.It wasn't totally obvious, but once you had noticed, you couldn't get around it anymore. By the looks of it, she still had a full. "Whew! What a workout," said Leslie. "I don't think I could fuck another man, if my life depended on it." Liar," said Kay. "You're still horny, you just need some calories. She put her hand on top of Leslie's pussy.The newest goddess gave a little shudder, then laughed. "You're right. I guess I really am insatiable." We all are. I'd like to run an experiment someday. Which would give out first, our libido or our stamina."Leslie glanced down the hall, then nudged Kay. "Look."Halfway down the.