I had tied her up plenty and fucked her in every position that occurred to either or both of us. I came in all three of her holes, several times each,...not to mention on her tits. We had fucked, showered, eaten, fucked some more, sixty-nined each other repeatedly, rimmed each other, and Gods knew what else in the past three days. It was certainly the most intense sexual tryst that I could imagine or recall in my life, and it was with a TV actress from a series that I never watched!“Oh, I imagine. They both had gorgeous skin, and a lot of it showing, they were both wearing small string bikinis. I would wager that they both ride bicycles a lot, and probably work out five times a week at the gym, as both are really toned and tanned. I noticed that both had gorgeous skin, perfect color, yes I was jealous. I was wondering if they really were going to wrestle, or what. They looked more like they would be suited better for a Coppertone commercial.The MC then ask that Matt Barns please come up,. One Saturday afternoon when Steve came over I noticed he went to the bathroom and stayed there longer than to just piss. Debbie, my wife was gone. Steve and I were drinking beer and I finally had to piss. Debbie's sheer green wedding night nightie and sheer black lace bra and matching crotchless panties were hanging on the shower rod.I didn't think a lot of it because she often washed her intimates in the bathroom sink by hand and hung them there to dry. I pictured Steve checkiing them out. "Now do I get some rest?" she asked her self-appointed trainer."Push-ups! One hundred. Then a hundred sit-ups. I'll hold your feet for you. Even if they are dirty and smelly!"Samantha counted up to one hundred as Lisa did her push-ups and then leapt off her bunk and held her feet until she finished the second exercise. By this time Lisa's body smell filled the entire area of their not too large cell."Is that all?" panted an exhausted Lisa. "Can we go to bed now?" Yes. But not together! You're.