"Go on, slut, spread open for Greg."Greg immediately spoke up, "Yeah, Daisy, open your pussy for me, let me feel how hot you are!"Daisy wanted to open...up but needed a little more encouragement, so Greg and I gripped a knee each and gently opened her so we could see Greg's hand worked its way up my wife's beautiful thigh. Her skirt bunched up as his hand made its way to her slick, wet hole. All the while she was staring straight at me. Then as he reached her cunt, Daisy said in a quiet voice,. There was a stairway leading up to rooms for travelers, but he doubted they had many passing through. The bartender was a fat man who was glaring angrily towards a middle aged serving woman. The blonde woman had wide hips and large breasts that threatened to spill from her top when she bent to pour more ale for a patron. Silvan's sharp eyes also caught sight of her reaching into the man's lap and giving his cock a squeeze as she poured. The man whispered something and slipped her a small sack. The woman was there, and this morning she was wearing a skimpy vest top which barely concealed her medium sized, bouncing tits, and a pair of white, figure hugging shorts. I could see the line of her thong through the thin, tight fabric, and as I ran along behind her my cock was pulsing and straining in my shorts.She turned off one way, and I darted into the bushes. I had to relieve the pressure, so I pulled up the leg of my shorts and started stroking my hard cock. The head was bulbous, purple. . was me. Me! Mygrip tightened on the frame until the frame creaked and I placed it backon its stand. It fell over with a clatter and fell to the floor face up.The happy eyes of Cindy followed me as I looked away.Suddenly, homey touches all over the apartment drew my eyes: the photocollage hanging on the wall, the framed pictures along the hall orperched on shelves or stand all over the place: friends on girls' nightout, girls at a high school prom, elegant gown, beach parties,.