I don’t think subtlety is a strength of my subconscious.So, I got up and found myself looking out the window, across the beach and ocean from the te...th floor we were on. I looked back at the bed. Lavi had sprawled herself across Melissa who was on her side facing where I had been. Moonlight came in through the window and it was impossible to not be aroused but I couldn’t bear the idea of waking them. I poured myself a glass of the still open wine and divided my attention between the ocean and. ‘Yesssss!!!’ Sarah whispered fervently, her arms wrapping around him. ‘Fuck me! Please! Fuck me!’ Ben’s cock touched her hot, wet labia, staggering him with a bolt of pleasure so intense he almost came on her belly. Using every bit of self-control he had, he managed to hold back. He grasped his erection and slid the tip up and down between Sarah’s slick labia. Then, centering the tip on her opening, he began forcing it into her. Sarah was incredibly tight and the feelings Ben experienced as he. His hand came across to caress her, starting low on the side of her hip and then petting across her pelvis, pressing down briefly on her womb and feeling the coarse stiff hairs of her pubis. Then the hand slid up, across the trim waist, lingering for a moment at her ribcage, and then completing the arc by cupping the underside of her breast. His forefinger formed a circle with his thumb around her areole, and he gently squeezed her breast, forcing it out from the blanket. He blinked at the fat. “Thought it used to be something that only the male practiced...”“I think you’re right, incrementally speaking,” she said. “But I still think that more girls are still wanting something more permanent.”“I read about the ‘hook-up’ culture...”“Grandma said that the Sexual Revolution was like that – ‘free love’ isn’t the natural state of mankind. Or maybe that should be ‘womankind’.”“I’m tainted by my gender,” I said.“Maybe not you in particular, but I think more guys’re perfectly happy with a ‘no.