The buzz of conversation was all about the house – room arrangements, sizes, floors, function, appliances, doorways, windows, and even gimmicks that...would be nice to have.We had a dozen chaises and chairs scattered around on the lawn near our swimming hole, plus Elsa had gotten a large shed installed to house the water toys, towels, and even serve as a changing cabana for our more modest friends – if we ever found any.Also in the shed was a gas refrigerator than ran on propane. Instead of. . Luckily, when i peered over to his bed, all of his belongings were still underneath, and i decided i wasnt going to risk him not being there the next day, i had to make my move tonight. He finally stumbled back in around 11pm, rather noticably drunk, and quickly went on the phone and had a short conversation in Polish or Czech before stripping down to his form fitting light blue underwear and turning into bed. My dick was already hard by this point, and i knew it wouldnt be long before he. ‘Lonnie, we…we should go…to the…the bedroom,’ she murmured, then she shuddered when the young man took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and began stroking it. Lonnie couldn’t wait that long. He undid his pants with his free hand and pushed them down, then he sat down on the chair, turned Ann around, and pulled her onto his lap astraddle his legs. His rigid cock strained against her, seeking entry to her warm, tight opening. ‘Oh, God, Lonnie! We shouldn’t be doing this!’ Ann murmured,. I rested her ankles on my shoulders and began the taskof separating her cunt hairs with my fingers. It wasdamp and pissy as I got closer to her cunny hole. Herass crack was fur covered and any desire to do any cuntmunching or bung hole diving disappeared, but my cockwas not deterred and the little woman with the “bush”excited my penis into hardness and desire. I undid mypants and zipper with my pussy drenched fingers andfreed my cock. I used my erect dick head to plow intoher furrow.