“Holly,” said, “Come on, let’s go into your bedroom.” When I was walking into the bedroom, I heard James said to me, “You are one lucky m...ther fucker.” I was thinking to myself, 'Oh only if you knew how close you are.' I shut the door, turned around and “Holly” was standing there looking so fucking hot. I walked over to her, kissing her with a long, deep kiss. She said, “God I have missed you, could hardly wait to come back.” I dropped my towel and lay across the bed and told her, “I want. A short time later Dave emerged from the bushes and came over to the car. He told me that a few of his friends wanted to fuck my wife. That she was agreeable and waiting for them and he hoped I wouldn't object. I didn't.Dave said that Maryanne had told him I always carried some nude photos of her with me. She'd told him he could have one if I would give it to him. I was still really turned on by the situation and gave Dave all the pictures I had, telling him I could always take more.I watched. "You can start with my asshole. Make sure it's nice and clean or I won't let you go on to finish the rest."Kate was sure she couldn't do it. But lust boiled through her body and the sweaty smell of her sister's asshole slammed through her senses and Kate found her tongue licking the droplets of moisture at the top of Jenny's crack. She licked and sucked all the way down to the brown hole, the salty/gamy taste almost making her gag. She didn't care though - fingers had started to play with her. An emblem sewn to tile sweater pocket identifiedthe girl as a student at one of the chic New York City parochial schoolsfor rich girls. The young girl's large hazel eyes had an apprehensive look, andfrom time to time, she would bite her full, sensuous lower lip. Colorflushed the girl's smooth cheeks, though she wore no makeup. Nor didshe need any. Hers were the vital and strikingly delineated features ofthe natural beauty. By contrast, the older blonde woman next to her had artfully usedthe.