It felt fantastic. Jen started to ride my tip while Kiran joined in on her rhythm with her feet. Then I felt her taking away one foot and seconds late... Jen let out a surprised gasp “Hu, what the… how…?” and turned around to Kiran. I looked at her and saw a naughty smile on her face. Feeling around I found her second foot a little higher, with her big toe buried in my wife’s ass. Say dirty slut? Jen had meanwhile recovered from her surprise and resumed to move up and down on both cock and toe. “RJ, would you get me another beer?” I popped out of the pool, got her a beer, then, knowing there was no way I could walk back without her seeing my boner, went back to the pool. I slid back into the water and handed her the beer. “Thanks RJ.” She purred. “You’re a dear.” “No problem Mrs. J.” I smiled, trying not to look at her nipples, even though they were threatening to rip through the thin material of her top. After 2 beers, I had to hit the john, so I excused myself. I considered beating. He looked over and asked if Ken had signed the contract. I just shook my head yes telling him the contract was in his file cabinet.John smiled as he told me he was proud of me. He told me he trusted that I could handle this deal. Michelle asked if we might go get something to eat as she was hungry. I told John to take me home as I wanted to lie down instead. I told him to just drop me off and for him and Michelle to go get something to eat.It was a long silent ride to our home. Or my soon to be. Wanting to soothe those pains, I quickly headed for the exit to the terminal building and the group followed in tow. I could tell that the ladies had already developed some friendships as they got to know one another on the long airline flight here from Miami, Florida. They were bound to find each other – since all of them were instructed to wear black wristbands around their right elbow. Not only that, but their seats were all grouped together on the airline as well. It had been my plan for.