For one moment I could see her breasts dangling before me but then the hard nipples were pressed against my belly and her tongue began to dance beguil...ngly over my cunny. I felt the now familiar warmth of my own wetness increasing as she thus favoured me, ‘tipping my velvet’ with such delicacy. The pressure of her tongue increased and I suddenly felt that joy which can only come from the attention to the nub. I squirmed in pleasure beneath her and as if to quiet me she lowered her hips so at. “Err, no, it’s not,” Sally said. “Anyway, let’s forget about the pool and we girls will go to our rooms.” Before anyone could speak, she continued, “Mark you’re in mine; Richard in Andrea’s room, and dad’s with mum. See you in ten minutes, Mark.” And they went, leaving three bemused men looking at each other. “Well, that was decisive,” said Richard and we chuckled.I was looking forward to fucking Sally again — and for much, much longer than last Wednesday’s two sessions. I knocked on her door. So, i parked my car in a secure location and loaded up Tiger and a few belongings and away we went. Shanti and i bonded right away. But it was different with Buffalo. He was so arrogant and full of himself. Condescending too. He always went out of his way to let me know how far along he was on his path to enlightenment. Much further along than us girls. I figured that Shanti was with him just because he had planted his seed in her and because he had a little money. That and his commanding – to. Ashley and Chelsea are very tan and love to swim. A few days ago the girls were in the kitchen, and they had made my wife and I breakfast. They had made pancakes, bacon, sausage, toast and eggs. I was just wearing a pair of shorts and a shirt. While we were eating breakfast, Chelsea had her foot in my lap. She was playing with my cock, through my shorts. She rubbed her big toe all around the material on my shorts. She moved her foot up and down on my hardening cock. My wife and daughter were.