Then, she hooked her thumbs into her waistband and shimmied out of the pants, taking her lilac Victoria’s Secret panties with them.Naked, she lay ba...k on my comforter and spread her legs, one hand tracing her shaved pussy invitingly as her eyes bored into mine.I gave a strangled groan and then swallowed, kicking my feet free of the workout gear. I pulled my workout tee up and over my head, my full muscles flexing as I dropped it to the ground.From the bed, Paige’s eyes roamed over my chiseled. We anchored that night near Bridgeport Connecticut. Each couple took a turn below showering and changing clothes."I guess you've noticed," I said to Linda when we alone below."Yes, I'm surprised you haven't charged her with rape. Jay can't have missed all this. I guess he doesn't mind." If he doesn't, I don't." Remember our new rule." She was referring, of course, to a trip we had taken last year with our old friends Maggie and Roger. After years of monogamous marriage, we had participated in. She might not have even awoken if he was careful. But that wouldn't be enough. He wanted it all.Stroking his cock quicker, the man gritted his teeth and stifled a moan, his body jerking as he suddenly came, his white-hot seed squirting out across the blankets, staining them but not waking the deeply slumbering child.Panting heavily, the man's eyes widened as he noticed that some of the thick goo hand landed in Rachel's hair. It formed a matted, sticky mass, and it did little to stem his need. He moans.They moan.He splashes down. His man juice squirts her in the eyes and tits and pussy. and everywhere in between. She is covered from head to toe in his love-juice.They move to the woman's rest room for another session of fucking. On a toilet. On a sink. In the stall doorway. On the floor. Out the door to the parking lot. On a car hood. On a truck bed. On the asphalt. Back on a car. Up agaist a light pole. A crowd has gathered all around them. Aplause and hooting and coaxing. Clapping.