“Your belly... it's just so beautiful... with these patterns,” he began running his fingers over her stretch marks.“You... you really think so?�...�“Absolutely,” Danny said before planting his lips on her belly button and giving a deep kiss.He kissed all around her belly button, on the stretch marks and then pushed his nose inside her belly button, sniffing it and breathing out the air while kissing her lower belly. The woman grabbed Danny’s hair and was pushing his face inside her belly now. He. "I feel like I can almost touch them."Jaime smiled. "They're not quite that close, honey."She giggled. "I know, silly. But honey, can we stop and do a little stargazing?"Jaime, who had slept under enough desert stars to last a lifetime, grinned. When they were first getting together, and completely broke, they would scrap up bus fare to as far into the hills as they could get. They each had a backpack and he carried a sleeping bag. The packs would be filled with bottled water, some cheap wine. "Just like a little clittie," she pronounced. The measuring tape was produced, but my peepee wouldn't get hard.The Mistress asked the three black guys to come over and show me there cocks. I was pushed to my knees as they stood in front of me and dropped their pants revealing three dangling thick black cocks. My mouth reflexively watered and I stared at their beautiful cocks. And my peepee got hard.I was measured and came in at less than three and a half inches long and barely three inches. I had put in a few laps and had sunned for almost an hour when three women entered the pool area. All were in their middle thirties or maybe a little older. They had good bodies and only one was wearing rings on her left hand. The three chose chaises next to mine. Since there were plenty available, I figured we would talk at least. I had the beginnings of an erection.Sitting next to me was short woman with small breasts but her waist was killer it was so small. She said, ‘My name is Sylvia..