After all this was a highly unusual situation. Obviously they all knew about last night and seemingly it was ok, or was it ?.Yet so much needed to be ...xplained. How come Hansi let me fuck his wife ?. Yet, I was sure that Marika wanted to take me to bed, why didnt she?. What happened to her and Hansi ?. So many questions. I decided to have a walk about the town to consider all this. Sitting in a cafe near the seafront I debated if I should just leave and go back to my hotel, just quietly. Another glass or two of Sancerre, and then it was time for the girls to play.Up in the bedroom, we stripped off our clothes and got down to our favourite sport. First up was Emma, who eagerly laid back on my six-foot super-king-size bed. Red and Ellie knelt either side, licking and nuzzling her cute, pert breasts. Emma’s delicious, smooth pussy was left for me. Emm spread her legs wide in anticipation. As I once again explored her inner delights, the juices started to flow, my face quickly. ” Ummmmm…ahhhh…uummmmm,” my friend moaned. She did not know what to do with her hands for they were moving in all directions, touching whatever they felt like touching. They seemed to have a life of their own.He was moving rather slowly. My impatient friend was again and again raising her hips, urging him to move faster. He kept moving for about five minutes and then he began to pant vigorously. Soon he was totally drenched in sweat. He stopped suddenly.“I’ll lie down. You move.” said the. I imagined him touching me where no brother of mine dared to touch and soon soft moans escaped my lips. I was having a great good time of doing this until I felt a soft warm touch on my leg. I opened my eyes to see Peter standing there with a look of mixed shock and curiosity on his face. I pulled away from him instictively but he grabbed my arm. His other hand guided itself to the vibrator and slowly began pushing it in and out in between my legs. My fingers clawed desprately at the bed.