“What you think about me being fucked by other guys?” I replied quite taken aback by his response.“Yes I have and do Are you telling me honestly...that you’ve never fantasized about being fucked by a different cock or that you’ve never looked at another man and thought it would be good to have him inside you?” he exclaimed.I had actually fantasized about being fucked by other guys quite a few times plus there was this guy at work who was much older than me, but had a strong masculine sexual. As if she knew what I was thinking, she quickly starts running her fingers, up and down on either side of her cameltoe, pinching her thick labia together. In a hot, sexy voice, Trish starts asking me if I like her cameltoe. Then she tells me, she notice I always stare at her cameltoe when she wears her tight short. Then she starts running a finger on either side of her cameltoe. Again in her sexy voice, ask if I like her cameltoe, I tell no, I love your cameltoe, then she tells me she wants to. He just moved with her hands but them came right back and put his mouth on her again.“Joey, no, you know we’re not supposed to…” she mumbled, still asleep. Joey was her boyfriend of the last two years. “Ohh, Joey, no, we can’t! You’re not even supposed to see them; let alone put one in your mouth… ohh, if feels nice, though, don’t stop, baby, do the other one…”His hand pushed her shirt up a little more and exposed her other breast, so he moved his mouth. Julie smiled. "I thought you were afraid of getting caught/" Yes, but that sure was great"She smiled and got out of the tub. She smiled as she walked away.I retrieved my wife as several guys were starting to hover around her.We went to our room and I had a night of great sex. She was so drunk I could do anything I wanted. We started with a good old fashioned blow job. Veronica hadn't done this for years and I was glad she was drunk and turned on by the action at the pool.I returned the favor.