When his long expert fingers finally found her puffy pussy lips I decided that I could not stay out of the game any longer. I pulled my running shorts...down, took my hard cock out and placed Anita’s free hand on my erect shaft. Sandro looked at me and he smiled, while he continued massaging Ana’s oiled boobs...For another five minutes, the black guy massaged my wife, while she stroked our both hardening cocks. But Sandro finally pulled down his yoga pants, revealing a very huge black cock, as I. PhD?”“That, too,” I said. “Long story.” I saw Dan waiting by our old Cessna 180. “There’s my husband.”“Pilot, too?”“Yep. And engineer.”“Of course he is,” Mister Lackman said. “And that’s the plane you usually fly.”“Oh, it’s not that bad. I learned in that one. I fly a Cessna 402 quite a bit.”“Closer,” he said.We pulled up close to our plane. I bounded out and clamped around Dan.“What’d you do, little one?” He asked.“All sorts of things, baby.” I looked, saw Mister Lackman approaching. “Dan,. It's filling my cunt up!" As she squirmed on top of me I could see Louise peering between the arch of her mother's legs."Do you know what my naughty daughter's doing?" Bella asked breathlessly, and then without waiting for a reply, "She's tickling my bottom! And now she's sticking her finger up my bum!"The added stimulation made her gyrations even wilder and soon she was moaning in the throws of her climax, thrusting up and down rapidly. The wine I'd had during dinner helped me to last. We sat nearly on top of each other as we shared experiences, discovering we had both been raised stateside and attended college not too far apart, her in Boston and me in Providence. The bottle of wine slowly emptied as we talked, and our hands touched, sliding up and down each others arms and across the warmth of our legs, kisses punctuating the pleasure we felt in those caresses. The wind had freshened as the sun dropped out of sight, and Holli asked if we could take a sail out toward the.