Since dating Stretch, it had been a while since I had my oiled hands-on Juice’s body. But this time it was to cover her tanned flesh and not to play...with any of its oiled parts. None the less, rubbing the oil over Juice’s well-muscled body was always a turn-on for me. I ensured my hands covered her breasts, her stomach, inner thighs, butt, and all parts between. It was obvious that Juice had been training. If she was not in her top form, she was close to it. George and the videographer entered. Daddy asked me which girl I thought was the most beautiful, and I replied that I liked them all, but was especially fond of the one who played the hostess who seemed to be able to get anything her guests wanted.Daddy agreed that she was a sexy one, but said he thought I would probably grow up to look more like the Casino manager's daughter, who was slim and statuesque. I was a little tall for my age, and though my body was starting to fill out, I was not chubby or fat. I cuddled into my. We spent some time licking and whispering dirty thoughts before straddling me my wife began her slow descent onto my cock. As she began to ride up and down we heard the stairs creaking and we briefly froze as we heard Charlie walk past our bedroom to the bathroom. The hall light was enough for him to have seen everything. We kept going and began whispering and giggling about the thought of him watching us. Hearing the bathroom door then the approaching footsteps I half expected my wife to. That gives our exes the impression that we even care about them, but why? Why should we give two figs about what they do or who they are with? We have a lot better life than them, don’t you think?” June thought aloud now as we headed to the mall and food court.“When you’re right, love, you’re right. We can just rewatch and enjoy the sex tapes ourselves. Or just go into porn. Talk about your bloody turn-ons, right?” I acknowledged her point.“Precisely. We can even share them with the Fan Club..