What does it say?”“It’s a phone number and she’s holding up her cellphone. Put this number in my phone as I call it out. We may have us a litt...e selfie tug of war here, if she’s brave enough.”“OK, I have it. Let me send a pic of you in your boxers.”“She’s laughing and looking at her phone. Stand up so she can see you.”“Lucien! I’m naked under this shirt!”“SO - I thought this is what you wanted. Take it off even, if you’re not afraid.”“Are you sure? Shit, I’m shaking, I’m so excited - but here. Jen and I took our towels over the stream into the next field, and quickly stripped off our shoes, t-shirts and shorts. Neither of us was wearing any underwear beneath that; it was far too hot working in the compulsory factory coveralls to wear unnecessary layers.I moved close and put my arms around her, pulling her boobs into my chest as we hugged."I'm going to be all sweaty, my darling, I'm sorry if I'm smelly." So am I – but it seemed a waste of time to shower before coming out here. Let me. I opened the shower door and looked out into the bathroom, steam poured out but I was none the wiser as to their whereabouts so I closed the door. Just as I was about to turn off the water and go see what those two minxes were up to, the shower door opened and both girls spilled in, holding hands and laughing. They both came in on the dry side, away from the shower head while I was standing under the water. They pressed forward and Ivy squeezed by me while wrapping her tiny hand around my cock. ”“I see.”“Yeah. I’m a card carrying A.C.L.U. member ready to march for the cause of social justice.”“Bet.”“So where do you and your husband live?”“I’m single. You interested,” winked the sassy dude “Little bit,” remarked Angel. “Oh wow!”“Them slacks kinda tight on them cakes.”“I know I gained a few pounds.”“I’m not complaining.”“Excellent.”Collin sucked Angel’s 7-¾-inch cock then stood in front of the Blatino man.“Fuck me,” begged Collin.“Damn! This chunky booty...”“You like it?”“Yeah! Gimme.