"Math," she answered."Well, yeah, but not just any old math," I prompted, looking up at her. She smiled and kicked my shin under the table."Discrete m...th," she proclaimed with mock self-importance, "otherwise it'd be boring." I returned to my potato.Later that evening, Emily and I reclined on my bed together, tears streaming down our faces. On the screen in front of us, Basil was forcing Manuel into a burning room. "It's only a drill," I mimicked, despite my spasming throat. Emily sat up in my. She then got up and crawled on top of Roxy, coming to rest on her face. Roxy welcomed her wet pussy with her hungry mouth as she fucked her hole with her tongue and sucked all her sweet tasty juice. Just then Roxy felt a tongue enter her own pussy as the woman’s husband began eating her. She never wanted this to end as she drifted into a world of pleasure. Just as she was starting to have an orgasm the other woman started yelling, “I’m cummmming” and together they did just that. The. Steve laughed at his wife, and she smiled and giggled back. “Forget it! Not happening!”“When in Rome, babe...”“Okay, maybe later, I’ll do the topless thing, but forget the end of the beach! That’s not happening! Besides, if I’m in the buff so are you, and I don’t think you’re any more anxious for that than I am.”He chuckled and nodded in agreement.They passed through the lobby on the way to the beach, and Alamea was at the desk again. “Heading to the beach?” she asked, smiling.Brenda smiled. As the girls worked their way up his legs, he fell into a sensual daze. Mind drifting, he barely registered when they fondled his balls or rubbed a finger through his ass-crease. When they got to his back, he realized they were both draped nakedly across his legs. Their bodies rubbed against him with each muscle kneaded. Soft breasts brushed his buttocks. Wet, hairless vaginae dripped all over his hamstrings.It's just a massage. Feels so good, too. No need to raise a fuss. It's not hurting.