“No beer?” If pointing out the obvious is ever an Olympic event, Randy had the gold medal already won. Sonja went over to a lounge chair and turne... it so it faced the other guys. She lay down and spread her legs. “Come here, Mr. Morton. I am about to ass-salt you.” She spoke to the other guys. “Now watch, I don’t want to have to show this to you twice. Or, maybe I do.” She motioned me toward the lounge chair. “You’re such a prude,” said Sonja. My jockeys were on the ground in seconds. “Now, lie. Whilst dancing in the mass crowd, she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. “You’re leaving tomorrow," she whispered saldy into my ear. “I know, I’m sorry. I’ll be back as soon as I can." I turned around and we just sort of silently hugged for a moment. She then got a devious grin on her face and jumped so i’d catch her, knowing i would. Still smiling, she leaned down towards me hovering just an inch from my lips. I just smiled and told her, “I’m waiting." Giggling, she. Just as beautiful as I remembered and I was glad I wore jeans this time to cover my growing hard-on. Damn it, getting distracted again. We got to work quickly and shortly after her mum brought us some biscuits and juice. "Anything else I can get you guys?" Jasmine asked us both. "We're fine thanks mum" Madeline interjected before I could even think of an answer. I wonder why she wanted her gone so fast. I wasn't wondering for very long. As soon as her mum shut the door Madeline grabbed my head. “Let go with your hands and raise them,” he pulled her tube top overhead and threw it to the side.“Wow…I didn’t realize I still had that on,” she whispered shaking her head and blinking quickly.Axel boosted her upwards and was smothered by her large, brown tits. Tongue flicks and nipple sucks simultaneously on both, triggered barely audible whimpers. The moans got louder and her head rocked back as he kneaded her breasts like dough. Once again, with no hands, he slipped inside, sliding her down.