I pondered the craziness of what had just transpired. I looked from Bob to June, but neither displayed any concern or dismay.To further divert the con...ersation, I asked, "By the way, which sofa am I sleeping on?"June said almost as though I'd insulted her, "Oh, you're in a good bed in a guest room upstairs." She pointed to the smaller home. It's even got its own in suite bath.I mumbled something about needing to turn in early, as I got up early to exercise. Bob and June talked briefly and. Her body, coated with the soft, glistening powder, gently slid up towards his face, her breasts brushing past his cock, his stomach, slowly circling his lips. He reached for each breast with his lips, biting gently, sucking, licking, and tasting the sweetness of her body dusted with honey. He devoured every sweet speck of powder, sending streaks of desire through her body. Slowly, she slid lower, her turn to sample the sweetness of the powder she had dusted his body with. She licked his throat,. ?No,? said Sam after a dozen or more tries. ?I can't do it. Want to have ago?? ?But she's your wife,? I ventured, thinking I should say something along thoselines. ?Go ahead, please,? stated Saggy. ?One of you might succeed.? ?There's a dare for you,? said Sam, hitting her so hard her eyes bugged out. ?Very well,? I said, trying to sound as reluctant as I could. I gave her agood wallop and she thanked me for it. I hit her several more times but withoutsuccess. Those old floppies though did. With all the work there is, the boss should hire at least five more guys!Muttering under his breath, and wiping the sweat from his forehead with a large red handkerchief he kept in his pocket, he walked outside.A compact convertible, late model, was parked by the premium gas pump. At the sight of the driver, Ed almost dropped the handkerchief from his hand.It was a redheaded girl, about twenty-three, with an exotic face. Ed guessed that she must be foreign, maybe from Europe. He could only make.