Panting and moaning in lustful pleasure as your hungry cunt accepts his rock hard meat easily.Feeling his hands leave your hips, one sliding to your c...it, and the other to your tits, feeling his fingers pinch and tug on your hard nipple as he rubs your clit, thick cock still pistoning into you as you wantonly push back to meet his thrusts, eager to pleasure him. Feeling your own orgasm starting to build as you submissively accept his control.The rough hand leaving your breast and sliding up. I told Annette that it couldbe even better.Annette (blushing): She said there was nothing quite like the feel ofstockinged leg against stockinged leg, so Naomi suggested that I shave mylegs and try it. I was a bit reluctant, but we had a pair of lace toppedhold-ups each, and I have to say that she was totally right - the sexualexperience was elevated to a new standard.Naomi (caressing Annette's thigh): Wearing knickers and stockings was acomplete success, but I was greedy for more. I bought a. ..all the years I had known her, I had never really seen Katja this way. In England she mostly dressed elegantly like the prim upper-middle class girl she was. I put the thought at the back of my mind and asked her with a sly smirk "Ah, so are you gonna go back to your European roots?" She laughed "No chance, keep dreaming mister!" As she lay down on the towel, I looked around at all the naked people and how free they seemed - at-one-with-nature or whatever that term is. Impulsively I said. " Sandy orders.Soon the threesome is off again and arrives shortly at the Woodhall's large home in the suburbs. Sandy puts Kristy in the guestroom furthest from her and Ken's bedroom, and surprises Ken by putting him in the bedroom just down the hall from their old bedroom."I just assumed I'd be sleeping in there." He says pointing down to the master bedroom."Why would you think that? Look at yourself, you are a woman now and I don't think I need to sleep with someone who looks like a nympho.