I actually don't have a place to stay right now.''You homeless?''Yeah.'I know my cock shouldn't have stiffened on hearing that, but it did. We continu...d walking. She was pulling the suitcase behind her. It made sense now. She was wearing jeans, a winter jacket, wedge heels. Slightly dishelleved, slightly dirty - like she hadn't showered in days. Which would also make sense.I could have dragged her into a corner and ****d her, and no-one would have cared. But I suspect that she probably wouldn't. Mike laughed. “Alright then, how about a beer in the garden? Weather is great”.“Sounds great, I’m dehydrated, and I need some fresh air!”A couple of minutes later they were sitting outside, drinking beer, talking while the TV was running in the background. Mike always felt at ease with Felicitas, and they talked about everything without hesitation. Felicitas, still naked, her tanned skin glittering with tiny pearls of sweat, was just about to tell Mike her future plans of opening her own gym,. The tall one spoke to Jenny."Does it feel good when we feel you up like this?" The young teenage girl nodded, too busy enjoying the hands on her and hers on her privates to talk. "Is that why you're playing with yourself?" No," the blonde said, unable to stop squeezing her crotch for fear of wetting her bikini bottoms. "I just gotta pee, that's all. Sorry."The guys had all been close enough to wetting their own pants at one time or another to think it was anything but an emergency. The hands. My wife was the first to reach hers, with the two cocks working their way in and out of her orifices, she was in slut heaven. She moaned and groaned, the cock she had in her mouth was being held there by it’s owner having his hands on her head holding her steady. She was coming off her climax as the two males began theirs, pumping their loads in her mouth and cunt.“Okay, tun facing me, cunt,” I directed my wife who turned to face me over the back of the couch, she had a coulee of stings of cum.