.. he doesn't realise I'm in him he can feel anything. OK you ready? I put two fingers in him and he takes it no problem, shit my heart is beating fas...er now. can you feel that? a little he says. oh we goda put something bigger in there hey boi. a big head nod with a yeah from him. you want me to do it? again a head nod. you have to say yes boi. yes..... put your Willy in me. I'm already lubed up, I position myself and my bellend starts to disappear, I let go of my dick, I put my arm under his. It didn’t take them long to get their camp set up and once that was done, they were soon hard at work. I started to notice - and inwardly smile - that, whenever Jennifer was watching them, they tried to show who was the strongest. I mentioned this to Jennifer one evening. She started to giggle and told me she hadn’t noticed. “I’m going to pay attention when I’m outside after this. Maybe I’ll try to give them some incentive. Maybe I’ll wear my tightest shorts and that halter top that you always. We’ve never done these things before, public, teasing others. You are opening us up to enjoy new treats.” She kissed her hard and long, sharing tongue and once having it, sucking on it as if she might coax something out of the end. Then, she kissed her eyes, cheeks, chin, neck, collar bones, breast bone, and to her breasts and nipples. She took a hard, erect nipple between her teeth and bit down lightly, then a little less lightly eliciting a moan and gasp from the girl.Just then, at the other. Greg then reached over and grabbed the bottle of cheap champagne we had bought the day before, he took a swig, and poured the remainder of the still cool, bubbly liquid all down my chest, as it pooled in my belly button and dripped down towards my pussy. The two young boys wasted no time licking it off my flat stomach and pert tits, paying special attention to my once again erect nipples. When there was more spit than champers on me, Greg took my hand and said “come on, we’re going for a.