I tried to pull my skirt down with a desire for some degree of modesty but accidently caught my thumb in my "Hello, Kitty" panties and pulled them dow... enough to expose the fact I didn't shave anymore. The wife whose name was Lolita gave me a funny look and pushed her husband forward like she was volunteering him for special duty.The weight of the husband on my petite frame was a bit of a shock but I did not mind too much because he was sporting the most enormous erection that was up at an. Twenty minutes into the game someone said, "Let's spice it up" and soon the kisses were accompanied by the touching of body parts; cocks and tits were squeezed as the kisses were exchanged and after ten minutes of that things got really raunchy. By the time one woman stuck her hand down the front of a guys pants and groped his cock I had dropped out and was in my stupor.I sat off to the side and through fogged eyes watched while women raised their skirts so their pussies could be played with. Suddenly Val dropped face down onto thebed, her buttocks still jerking in involuntary spasm from the shatteringviolation of her most sensitive orifice. She was hopelessly impaled now.Her body was pinned down to the mattress beneath me and she'd taken my surging rod of flesh to the hilt between her reluctantly upthrust ass-cheeks.Then another cry rose to my wife's lips but it was a cry of defeat, not pain as I began to move. I was delighting in the lewd skewering of my wife's asshole and as I. ”“These are Naval Aviators, and, especially any junior ones in on the briefing, they are horndogs. George may know the most about the subject, but our women will get the attention.“Which “students” are you going to send? George, Greta, Vivian, someone else? I think you can get away with a team of four.”“Arlene, I think. She’s probably more persuasive than Shelley. Sorry, Shelley.”“That’s OK. I’m still gaining confidence.”Margaret added, “I’m also learning to be provocative.”Honey trapsLois and.