Dolly became engorged with titillating pleasure between her legs when flesh met flesh.Dolly began to smother Dick’s penis against her wet labial lip... and her clit. There was no refinement or precision. It was just plain, direct, unadulterated, wet battering. In result, this made Dick’s unconscious self feel even better than the first time things became overwhelming. Dick once again began to firmly hold onto Dolly’s hips and make movements but this time, in a thrusting manner.Unlike last time,. We did little swimming that year, mainly standing in the water watching the girls sunbathed nude. A view I would masturbate to while thinking about them many times. They became big teasers that summer, often spreading their legs wider for us to drool over. It was only the last day of their visit that they became interested in touching our cocks. They even let us play with their pussies taking turns with each one. When they left it was just Rachel and I and we continued exploring each others. This was rather fucking wild! Bizarrely, I could see Jenny's point about it being a form of 'performance art'. The female singer was standing on the stage in her underwear and belting out raunchy lyrics about sex and passion, and on the floor in front of the stage three women were getting gang-banged. The fuckers were almost taking the place of dancers. I glanced at Jenny who was being cunt-fucked from behind whilst sucking a nice big dick. I began to feel horny. Damn horny. My cock was hard. You’re a sick bastard,” Josie said in her usual bitchy tone. “Are you enjoying the view daddy?” she said as she bent over to give him a full view of her tits. Cameron could only groan because he was too ashamed to admit that he didn’t want her to stop. What the fuck was wrong with him? He always made fun of the sick bastards that enjoyed begging for pussy and getting abused in the process. But all he wanted to do was beg Josie to give him the release that he craved; he would do anything at.