Now that Paul was sharing her room more or less permanently and leaving for Montreal every morning at five, there was more room in a can of sardines. ...s long as they spooned and did not move around too much during the night, it wasn’t too bad but as for snuggling or more, forget it.Coming up to the lake, she saw that Paul was swimming at the other end. With a shudder, she stiffened her upper lip, walked into the lake up to her knees and dove head first into the water. The lake, fed by a spring. “Use me Ben, make it good, really good, I want this.”Ben has a bottle of oil in his hand as he motions for my man to turn around. “Hands on the wall, legs apart while I oil your ass. Do you like me scratching it with my nails?”“Yes, I do. Is Niki watching?” He runs his oily fingers along my man’s inner thighs. Then two hand fulls of oil into his ass cheeks. My man is enjoying the attention. Wonderful foreplay for four people. His rock hard erection is poking out at ninety degrees. Ben motions. “I just didn’t see the need to.”“You horny?” he asks.“Are you?” she counters, giving him the slightest hint of a coy smile.“When it comes to you, I’m not sure I ever am not,” he answers, dropping the towel to the floor. Not taking his eyes off his girlfriend, he slowly walks toward the bed. His manhood is erect, clearly answering her question for him. “I think through the window you can see Bart.”“And?” she asks.“I need you to get on your knees and face the window,” Casey’s voice is low and. He dragged me down from the bed and made me kneel back on the floor.“Suck it again, bitch. Make me very hard”I could barely breathe as he pushed my face against his smelly, hairy, fatty genitals. When he released his grip, I took a deep inhalation of air. My eyes welled up. The biker allowed me only a second to breath before he had me deep-throating again.I think I only sucked him up for a couple of minutes more. I frothed as much as I could. Thereafter, he grabbed me by the hair again,.