"I likethe flower on your breast," he told me as he traced his fingers over it,then took off his jacket. I quickly sat up and took of his tie andunbut...oned his shirt.My lips kissed down his chest as he stood there, enjoying my soft, sensualadministrations. He slipped his feet out of his shoes as I unbuttoned andunzipped his pants. His breathing increased as his hard cock strainedinside his underwear. Pulling them down, I kissed the tip of his cock, thenslipped my soft lips back and forth along. “Let’s talk about the rest of your body now, what are you thinking?” Asked the Perv.Veronica loved Spanish belly dancers. The exotic movements of their tiddies, hips, and ass mesmerized audiences.“Shorten my calves so I always wear heels, expand my hips so I wiggle them, please weaken the muscles in them so I can swing them easily, make my waist impossibly small, I want a large ass that doesn’t stop jiggling EVER when I move. I want my back altered so my tiddies always stick out far.”Veronica. Thenhe told the girls to place their weights on each side of their cocks as theylaid back on them to get cunt fucked by the rest of us guys. However, they hadto lay the weights from their clits on their bellies while we fucked them too.Then for the next couple of hours we DPed the girls cunts & let them suck cleanthe guys too. Those weights from their clits laying on their tummies stretchedtheir clits out & up too making them both climax like crazy. However, this timethe girls only got cunt. Watching Marcia and Walter tiptoeing around each other and feeling out the beginning of a relationship helped though; and it kept Ken from examining his own romantic troubles too deeply.Sunday night he had finally been allowed to go home and get some sleep. Ken was kissed and thanked fondly by each woman at the lodge. He had even been allowed to give Stefan a hug goodnight, a new first in his relationship with Connie.The limo ride to Frisco and the flight to Boise were tense. Ken was.