I moved across and glanced in. It was a bedroom, and Vic and Roy together were both dancing, or rather swaying, with Doris. They had her jammed betwee... them, and Doris had her arms round Roys neck, with her eyes half shut. She now looked very drunk, and as I watched, Vic, who was behind her, slid his hands up towards my wifes breasts until his fingertips were just touching her tits. The only reaction from Doris to this fondling was a sigh, and the men took this as a sign they could go further.. About five minutes after we sat down, Bruce came over and asked Pam to dance. As the fast dance ended and she moved into his arms I could see his huge bulge pressing tightly against her and saw her moving against it. I was sure they were having the same conversation as I'd had with him and wondered how it was affecting her. I couldn't help wonder if she meant it when she said, she just might go to the motor home with him if he said the same things to her.I started a conversation with one of the. She stood there before the door, squirming. Her arms hugged herself as she stared at me.“You're beautiful,” I whispered, my eyes flicking up and down her body. She had a trimmed bush of golden hair hiding her pussy. Her legs were lithe. Her hips had a slight curve to them, a womanly shape.“Really?” Wendy asked. She swallowed. “You really thinks so.”“You should see how hard I am,” I muttered. “Or wet. I'm soaking my futa-dick right now. It's painful.”“Oh, no,” she said and darted to me. “Let's. My skin is chilled and sticky from where the perspiration has dried and my nipples are painfully hard beneath me. He slaps rhythmically at my ass kneeling beside me. He is wearing shorts and a t-shirt. I crave for Him to lean into me more to warm my cold skin. He runs a finger from my cunt up along my ass and then stops at my asshole presses against it and then continues the slide up my back to where my hands are shackled. With every inhale i smell my musk and i am very aroused now, it takes.