You lean into my shoulder and nuzzle your face into my neck. My hands enveloping you as we slowly kiss, savoring each other’s lips as we gently devo...r each other in our kisses. As the foot traffic tapers off, we continue to enjoy the evening’s vista. I start to rub my hands down your thighs, firmly groping your body as I feel for every inch of you, trembling. You arch your head back to lock eyes with me and place your hands on mine, guiding me to press in deeper, massaging out your legs and. The door didn’t latch when she shut it. Instead, it opened just enough so that I could see into the hallway. Not long after the shower started, J’s roommate walked down the hall. She was wearing a different shirt, it was shorter. She had a thong on, and now I could see all of her ass. She had the most perfect ass I’d seen in a long time.I laid in J’s bed, stroking my hard cock. It was still wet from J’s pussy. It took me about a minute to decide to take a chance with the roommate. I got up and. Annabelle told us she got away from work early, was going to work on her tan and wondered if we wanted to join her.Dee told her that we had been to the cinema and as such hadn’t anything to wear on the beach or a towel to lie on. Annabelle then said that we may not want to go as she had forgotten to mention that she sunbathed nude for that all over tan she said her boyfriend loved. However, if we wanted to go with her she had a second towel that we could use to sit on. Dee looked at my reaction. Marion was 52 and had a good figure. She had been caned five times in her teens and now her partner was Rod and he was eight years older. She had a black gown at home like Miss Henshaw’s, in fact, it was and old dusty one Miss Henshaw had discarded but a wash and attention with needle and thread had restored it. Rod disciplined her with spanking and their selection of canes; Marion had become proficient with the cane herself as Rod’s bottom would testify, and it made their sex life very.