Itna suntaiehe unhone mere lundko apne muh me le liya or thodi he kuch seconds main hei muh se nikal diya or kaha ajeeb sa test hai, or thodi badbu ha...,,, main ne kaha aap ruko main sabunse dhoke aata hune kah kar main bath room ki or gaya or lund ko achi tarah se dhoya ( after from that day till date I keep my lund clean and clear, I wash it twice or thrice a day whenever I get free or I do pee). Or wapas bed pe aa gaya, thande paneie ki wajah se mera lund sust ho gaya lekin aunty ne fir se. Beth looked at him but without pity. “You old ‘un’s just not up to partying, are you?” she joked. As she stood, Allan saw her in her skimpy bikini, the bra element barely covering her nipples and he could see them protruding through the wet material, her lovely dark hair still moist from the pool. He guessed she’d been in and out of the pool most of the morning, having a quick dip every time she got too warm. Her skimpy bikini bottoms barely covered her pussy and little tufts of dark pubic hair. Harlyn had taken advantage of her friends black out state once or twice, nothing too crazy for fear of getting into trouble. She had taken off Sarah’s top, played with her nipples and grabbed her ass. Each time she got a little more daring. Harlyn wasn’t a lesbian really, but she found women to be attractive if they could just quit bitching. Duct tape. That’s what women needed, straight to the mouth. And Sarah had been her friend for two decades! Harlyn had seen her completely naked so many. She smiled and reclaimed her seat on the chase lounge. I used the blower to try and blow the grass clippings into a small pile and off of the pool deck. When I looked over and saw her, with her fingers buried under the front edge of her bikini, I tripped over a pave-stone ledge that I hadn’t seen. Grass clipping soared into the air and fluttered back down like green snowflakes. I tried to blow the clippings away, but they settled back on to the pool deck, some landing in the pool “Oh great!” I.