They walked up the steps and Matt unlocked the door, stepping inside as they each took off their white winter coats off. The inside was as wondrous as...the outside, with a log table and wooden furniture everywhere. When they went into the kitchen, they saw another man and woman standing in the kitchen. “Excuse me, what are you two doing here,” Matt questioned the pair. “We rented this cabin for the weekend, did you guys rent it as well,” the man asked Matt. “Indeed, we did. Now what are we. " She straddles his hips, a smile as wild and rare as any blossom sketches her face in beauty; her throat rises and faints back, chin high, hair riffling; his cock buried inside her. Scratch marks fleck his body from her passions; and the head of his cock, almost painfully swollen, is dark shadowed purple as its cleaves the pink seahsell perfectness of her labia. A dehooded monk dipping in reverent prayer, the rhythm of her clitoris rubbing a crease along the wet gleam on his shaft. "Blue...". They had moved farther away from us to the shallow end of the pool. Wanda was leaning back, encouraging Marsha to devour her tits."It's bad manners to invade others' privacy," Patti said in a suggestive tone."I'm watching to make sure they don't drown" I said, defensively. "They were drunk when they got here." Does it look like they're in danger of drowning?" Patti asked.The shallow end of the pool was some distance from us and at first glance it appeared to me that one of the girls was. I didn’t have any knickers on too I’m not sure where my thong had got to!!So I started to try to recollect and piece together some of my night, I remember I had been dancing with this African guy from the US – very hot man, we were dancing and he was grinding against me from behind, I could feel his big dick rub against my bum – god that was hot. I’m not sure where he went though, he seemed to disappear after that. Shame, I could really enjoying feeling his big dick slide inside of me.Then.