.."Fuck it, Jeff! Why should you care who or what I fuck?" he said, pointing a finger at his friend's nearly empty glass. "What are you having? Same a...ain?"Kevin should have known better than to think a refill would sideline Jeff. No fucking way! After returning to his seat, he was treated to Jeff's speculations of what it was like to fuck a vacuum cleaner and his fantasies about blowing his wad in the grill-like mouth of a barbot.Of course, Jeff didn't know Sindy. Nor, for that matter, did he. I had a secret move I had beenworking on. Why not sit in the sun and play Sicilian defenses?She inhaled deeply as I lighted her cigarette. Choke, bitch. I gave hermy "B" smile.The wealthy Mrs. Dalton had the tall, bland, chiseled looks you might seein an beauty shop magazine advertisement for Swedish soap products. She'dlook about the same at fifty-four but, if you know where to look, you'dfind the little lines from the tucks and nips. And at any age it would behard to say you knew her.I knew. I put my pillow against the headboard and leaned back. It felt good to just lay there and relax.A few minutes later Beth and Robin came in and laid on each side of me. They turned toward me and put the front of their bodies against mine. Needless to say my cock started rising.Robin reached over and began stroking it so it would get up to full hard.She said, "well it looks like he is glad to see us."Beth said, "I can agree. While you were massaging his cock I suddenly felt two fingers up my cunt. ? H arder, slave . H arder!? I do as she commands. ?That's it,slave . Fuck me!? I feel her long fingernail fingers glide down my side tomy thrusting legs, under and to the base of my cock feeling her dampnes s were my shaft pushes in, then to my aching cum filled balls. Ready and desperateto release they're warm sticky hold. With one hand holding me up as I pump on, my other pushes and finds her boobsagain under her shirt. She locks her fingers around my balls and rubs and scrapesher nails.