(Hey, why not just steal our language instead of screwing with it? – Just kidding.)One of the Dutch boys gives me a smile, and suddenly captures the...moment with his mobile phone camera, its flash abrupt and startling in the gloom. I’m shocked, but I keep my palms over Becca’s peachy boobs. The second boy gestures for me to lift my hands for the photographer’s next snap, but I ignore him. Becca moans again, breathing more spearmint over me, and rolls over onto the top, the second flash catching. Snake Lady sure caught onto it as she had now succeeded in Totally undressing Big Louie and led him right up to the side of theBed and looking down at my sucking my wife’s beautiful firm breastAnd as she was grasping Louie’s huge black cock said; “Oh that was a good one wasn’t it Little Momma”? All my wife could do now was give a complete moaning of satisfaction out as I sucked her heaving with lust breast andSaw Snake Lady lean over and grab my wife under the chinAnd gently turned her head. Oh...Oh... Greg! I'm cuming!" I felt Greg stiffen as hedebated with himself as to what he should do."Keep going Darling!" encouraged Sophie, "Remember... It's your turnnext!"Greg resumed his sucking, with increased vigour, until I exploded inhis mouth. Without breaking rhythm, he swallowed whatever small amountof fluid that I produced. Sophie's double session must have almostdrained me but it was still something of a triumph for Greg. Hecontinued to suck until I was limp enough to be popped. The bathroom was very small, just a tiny room with a sink out front. We squeezed in anyway and locked the door behind us. I immediately grabbed Martinas tits. She moaned: "Those have been neglected for a long time." I pulled her top under her breasts and weighed them admiringly in my hands. They really were her whole pride and joy, and rightfully so. I began sucking one with pleasure. Martina leaned against the wall and let me take her, while unbuttoning her jeans and sliding a hand inside.