‘So, what do you think of Her–nice, huh?’ She’s lovely, Lance. ‘Yeah, I figured you’d like her.’ It’s Agape, you know. Do you remember...when I taught you that word? ‘Sure do,’ he smiled, and laid back on the beach, locking his fingers behind his head and stared lovingly at a distinctive-looking cottony cloud directly overhead that oddly resembled a matronly face. Lance picked up the narrow foot-long piece of driftwood that he hadn’t seen when he sat down, and, folding his legs in his own. Her finger was dipping for apples into a tub that was sure to deliver more than just one in return for the effort.I quickly moved my point of view to her face, still unsure of her awareness to my observation; but her eyes were still firmly closed, her mouth now open and her tongue rapidly flickering in and out of her parted lips. Her throat was also shaking in response to the moaning sound that I could only very faintly make out from my viewpoint. Her breasts were still being attended to by her. “Come on. You looked fucking hot.” “Okay.” He hooked up the camera to the television, and then sat down on the couch next to her with the remote in hand. She didn’t even wait for him to hit play before reaching between his legs. She had to admit that she looked incredibly sexy swallowing his cock on camera, and even more so with his cum spraying all over her. Of course, that last part of the video was a little shaky. Having already wormed her hand beneath his shorts while she watched, she said,. When I entered the living room, carrying the tray with drinks, one of the women noticed I was not fully hard anymore. She stopped me by grabbing my dick. While I was standing there, balancing the tray she started stroking my dick till it was pounding hard again. Then my friend took over. She gave it some firm and fast strokes and I felt an orgasm was on the way. Since she knows me, she noticed it and said: If you dare to cum or spill the drinks you are in real trouble. Balancing the drinks was.