I'd seen the size of Will's impressive cock, and I didn't want to miss this opportunity. "Why don't we forget about the dancing, since I know that's n...t what you really had in mind?" I purred to him. I wasn't feeling shy or surprised anymore, I was primed for sex and more than ready to enjoy myself. I turned around and was surprised to see that my husband was no longer standing where I had just seen him. "I need to look for my husband because I can't do this without him there." "Don't worry. Her face was turned away from me, of course, but I took rapid inventory of what I could see… and then slowed my perusal, since I was now in no hurry whatever to move onward. Her auburn hair was long and flowing down off her shoulders, the light wind playing with loose tendrils. She wore a white linen short-sleeved blouse and a beautifully flowered skirt that reached to a bit below her knees. She was standing very still, maybe even tense, taking in the refreshing view in big gulps perhaps, as I. ”“Katie, I put a box of seashells from Grandma onto your bed,” said JR. “You and Cile may want to clean them before you put on your costumes. You know how smelly they can get if they’re not cleaned and you can’t assume that Grandma remembered to do it.”“If the shells are anything like the last ones she sent me, they’re mostly pieces of trash that she picked up on the beach. It’s sad that Grandma mistakes anything she sees on the sand for a real shell, but I will check them out and write her a. I stood at the kitchen door and saw her surrounded by six guys who were all trying to get a feel of her lovely body. She was a bit drunk and either didn't realise or didn't care what was happening to her. She had hands all over her as the men all tried to get a grope of my lovely young bride. One guy started kissing her hard on the mouth and as he did 2 guys who were standing either side of my wife, gently eased her top down to reveal her bare breasts. The guy kissing her stood back so that.