" "Well, I was more into track and field. I ran cross-country. So I stayed in shape and I've tried to maintain that body as I got older." "You did a g...eat job Paul. I guess you might as well take off the speedo yourself if I am going to be nude." I had been hoping for this to happen. I had held myself back. My prick was soft and not imposing as I took off the bathing suit. Then I dove in and swam a few laps, with my cock and balls hanging free and happy. I finally got out and got onto a chaise. She raised her hips and screamed as she came on my fingers instantly. Lynn grabbed and pulled my head close to hers, and with such animalistic lust in her voice, she said, “Make me cum, make cum till I beg you to stop.” I started to vigoursly rub her G-spot with my fingers, and since she was so wet I easily slipped another finger in to her wet hole. Lynn screamed as another orgasm engulfed her. “Don’t stop, its fucking aaaaawweesome,” she squealed. Lynn was thrashing all over the bed, her. She looked up at Jacen. ‘Can you come in me? I want to feel you filling me one more time.’ ‘I don’t think I can yet,’ Jacen said. ‘Too much sex in the past few days.’ ‘Damn,’ Liana said, giving Jacen’s cock a quick squeeze with her inner muscles. Reluctantly, Jacen let go of her raised leg and Liana let him slip out, his tip glistening with her wetness. Liana quickly dropped to her knees, giving his cock a good suck before standing up again. ‘Save a load for me,’ she told him, before taking off. She did allow them to wear clothes in the worst weather.Some people had agitated for a public brothel making use of all of the female overseers. There were 27 of them who had survived the revolution, and the only real skill some of them had was located between their thighs. Personally, I didn't think that prostitution was that big a deal as far as public morals were concerned, so I okayed the project. The brothel was managed by Betty, my second wife.Betty and Mary had come to a very comfortable.