Stacy was riding back and forth over mouth, rubbing her pussy deeper into my mouth.Stacy was too busy to notice what was happening below her as I had ... hold of her firm bare ass. She continued to ride up and down on my mouth. I felt her pussy get very wet. At some point she stopped fighting with Melissa and looked down and saw my face crammed into her crotch. She yelled "What the fuck are you doing". She pulled her leg over my head and slid down the front of my chest to get off of me. As she. Everything else was left in the bathroom. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a little peck on the lips. "Let's go sit on the recliner over there. When you kick it back, it's got more room than this old couch," she said. Ian put one arm under her legs and the other around her back and stood up. He carried her, giggling, across the room and sat back down on the recliner. "Don't you want to fix it like you usually do?" Bella asked wiggling her ass against the lump growing in Ian's. Other-worldly. Sounds not heard for generations. I pause, hold my breath and listen. Again. Plaintive. Longing. Yearning. My heart almost breaks with the sound. Laying down my machete and backpack, I step gingerly forwards, squinting against the unaccustomed glare, peering upwards into the blue-speckled green. There. Up there. Oh, my god. Reclining in the crook of a branch. A male. Undoubtedly a male. Broad shoulders. Muscled buttocks and thighs. Lank, matted hair dripping from his bearded. Maybe he'll call the whole thing off.Mr. Dalio finished his drink and walked over to the couch. I saw him wave me over impatiently, so I walked quickly over to him."I'll be honest, miss, I've seen bigger tits on most of the girls from Fantasia Girls. Bigger asses, too. You've got nice skin, and you're not too old, but I'm expecting a little more for the money I'm spending."What a complete asshole. Should I just leave?"So you better be good at dancing, and fucking. I mean, sex like fucking porn.