Which I did now. The warmth of my palms against my sensitive nipples. I rubbed them, let my hands travel further down. All over my flat stomach, slow,...tentative. Further down over the prominent hip bones my thighs, and up again. Just like his hands had done. Fingers running over my crotch. I felt the heat, a longing, the stubbles since I had not shaved since Sunday.Longingly I ran a finger over my pussy lips, parted them slowly. They spread so easily, nearly without effort. Even though I had. My thumb dragging over her soft cheek, the sounds of soft giggles filling the quiet air, as she sits up to look at me. Pulling her sunglasses up, she leaned in to kiss me. The wonders of a first kiss. How can one person have someone fall so helplessly for them? I aimlessly wander through the grass and weeds where we once walked side by side, hand in hand. A smile floods my lips as I once again can feel her hand in mine, walking straight for the tree that we sat under. I slowly slide to the. Two more new guys came in along with the helpers all carrying coolers or sacks full of snacks. I guess that made us ready to party.I gathered all five girls together in the living room and met Tracey's friend, Nicole. I explained that this was going to be a weekend orgy that wouldn't end until Sunday afternoon. Looking at Nicole, I said that it will be kinky, no holes barred, and, other than no violence, anything goes including spanking, anal, ass to mouth, sucking cum from other's holes, and,. " It is a surprise," Walt said, taking a large container of chicken from Mike's hands. "Not 10 minutes ago we were debating food choices. Come on in."Mike walked in and looked around. He was 43 years old and he remembered his college days at USC well."New furniture, huh?" he asked as he nodded toward the living room. "They are already taking over. The next thing you know, the toilet seat will be down all the time and you'll have potpourri in every corner you used to keep your shoes."The guys.