His fat balls and short, stubby cock were tightly bound in his yellow undies and Jacques now pressed his nose into that soft man flesh and inhaled the...raunchy scent of a sportsman’s crotch. His cock throbbed in his jeans as he pulled the blonde’s undies down to his ankles. The blond guy’s cockhead looked massive as it flared out over the shaft of his circumcised cock and Jacques delicately licked around the sensitive ridge, receiving an almost instant boner as his reward. That fat, five-incher. We finally fell asleep after midnight, holding each other. When I wokeup, her head was resting on my breast. I'm still feeling a bit frisky.Where is that harness? Patty dropped all that stuff in the bathroom,said she was going to wash it all this morning.I carefully slip out of bed, letting her head rest on a pillow. Walkingdown the hall to the bathroom, naked, I feel light as a feather. Theharness is on top of the pile, being the last one we used. It lookspretty clean already but she was very. As a matter of fact, I was hoping she saw me. Then she waved toward me in a friendly manner, making sure I knew that she knew I was there. I smiled back down at her and waved back. Did she know my other hand was around my cock? Perhaps. She arranged her lounge laying out her towel, as she settled back, tossing her long hair back.as she smiled. She slid her robe off her shoulders as she lay back, her big breasts in full view. Her hands went under them, lifting them, rubbing them as her fingers. We were all drinking and laughing and I had some music on in the background. Natalie won the next hand and she raised the stakes by asking Chelsea to pull down her denim skirt and show us the color of her panties. We all whooped in our enthusiasm. Chelsea laughed and stood up and pulled down her skirt to show us pink Pokka dot panties that were very cute. Very nice ass! We were all getting pretty drunk by this point. Chelsea won the next game and raised the temperature again by asking Natalie.