If you want to come, fine, we will go to my house. If you don’t, then we can stay here and dance.”Angel set down her drink and looked Stan directl... in the eyes. “I’ve had enough dancing for one evening,” she said very quietly. Then a little more loudly she added, “Let’s go to your house.”With that she stood up and waited for Stan to join her. They walked quickly to his car. Once they were at his house, Angel nearly ran to the door.Inside, she pulled him down the hallway toward his bedroom. And. So she, and unsuspecting Ernest, set out on the path to the wood pile about a hundred feet in back of the cottage. It was almost dark, but just light enough that they didn’t need a flashlight. The combination of the dim light and the dense trees hid them from their cottage, and the others arrayed along the lake shore. As they arrived at the woodpile, Sue, sensing the moment, seized the opportunity, and Ernest. ‘Ernest’, she said, ‘I’m curious. Sally’s told me what a great kisser, your brother. A huge fleshy helmet appeared at the edge of his zipper and fell out against my thumb. I watched as he wriggled more to get the full length of his erection to lay directly into my hand and as it emerged I wrapped my fingers around the top and directed his huge shaft slowly onto my lip. My tongue rolled out like a velvety red carpet and he pushed his thick head past my fingers and into my mouth. I felt the rim pop past my lips and slide along the roof of my mouth. He pushed himself as far as he. Looking around to see what she was doing, I saw my wife on her hands and knees, with Jack fucking her from behind while she sucked Martin’s cock. It looked like they were having a ball. Then Amanda and Joan joined the party and played with Norma’s swaying tits.Helen’s arms and legs gave in as she collapsed onto Steve, freeing my cock from her pussy. I took my cock and rubbed it against her clit. She shuddered and let out a scream of ecstasy; her whole body shook in orgasmic throes.“I’m coming,”.