Those were Alex's favorite nights and he was about to get lucky. Taking a deep breath, dropping his jeans and swallowing hard, he gathered himself up ...nough to follow Donna to their bedroom.As Alex rounded the doorway he saw Donna there slowly undressing. He stopped to take in the scene. She was still in in her t-shirt and was working off those skin tight black pants he loved so much. He would be disappointed in the loss of his favorite garment if it weren't for what he knew was coming next. He. You reach up with one hand and grab my arm and pull me down towards you and my foot slips in the wet grass, wet with our pee, and I fall on top of you and we are both giggling. You roll me over on my back and sit astride me and your hair is falling over your face so I cannot see your beautiful eyes and I lift my hand up and push it to one side and look into your bright laughing eyes. My love for you makes my tummy feel funny. You grind your crotch against my pubic mound, rubbing your clitoris. We dug in, each stroke more painful than the last. Occasionally I would look back to make sure Renee was OK. She seemed to be holding her own. Cassie and I kept up a steady beat as we plowed our way down the lake. We were keeping pace with the other boat, but still falling back a length or so for every dozen strokes.“How you doing, Renee?” I asked.“Just fucking keep paddling.”“I guess she’s doing OK,” I said under my breath.“She’s struggling,” Cassie said quietly.“I know. Let’s dig in.”We did.. I'll come as soon as I can." They both giggled at the double entendre and Pandora proceeded, with her gaggle of followers, in the direction of the amphitheater.The growing crowd exited the grand residence through the broad wall of French doors at the back of the mansion, stepping into the cool air of the late evening and down the wide stairs to the lush back lawn. There, recessed in the hillside, a traditional Greek style, semicircular amphitheater stood. The circular central stage was brightly.