Roberta faked a small orgasm while I had my way with her husband. I could get off with almost any male inside me if he could last until I was done. We...came together shortly after Paul was done.Paul said, “Z, I would love it if you could spend the night here.” I nodded. Your friends may sleep in a guest room if they wish.”“We should be getting back”, said Robert. “I suppose our clothes are down where we dropped them.” He and Roberta headed toward the stairs. Robert took money from one of his. Keeping my eyes on the video I backed up a few steps and sat down on the couch…or at least I tried. What I actually did was stumble over something on the floor and fall onto my sister, Brittany, who had been watching the entire time.For a moment I was very, very confused. By this time I had unbuttoned my pants and pulled my boxers down so that my cock could get some release. Looking back at the lump I’d just landed on I went a little numb.“Wha…what the hell?” I stammered in a half-yelp. “How. He sat on the sofa and Molly snuggled beside him. "It's taking her a while," Ben remarked."Patience," she replied and ran her hand along Ben's leg."Are you nervous?" he asked."A little." Do you think she'll agree to this?" I think there's a good chance." The doorbell rang. "See?" Molly said. "I told you." She hopped off the sofa and pressed the intercom. "Yes?"It's Brittney. The busses aren't running."Oh, dear. You'd better come up." She pressed the button to unlock the front door. Brittney. I wanted to turn around and get some sun on my belly and tits, but wanted a man to help me with the sun oil and see if that could get him hot, so I kept on lying on my belly.I think 15 minutes had past when I heard heavy footsteps on the path. I took a short look and saw a man, about 50 years old, 185-188 high and a bit chubby, he looked at me and I spread my legs a bit more, maybe he could see the wet spot on my bikini panties.When he was about 6 meters from me I turned around, I had decided.