I moan from the work out and my orgasm. I want to thrust my fingers in my holes but thought it'd be too obvious if any of them happed to look outside.... moan loud and scream "Yes yes yes" as the orgasm hits and I shake it so hard and my pussys so wet that the block slips out from under me. I finish my grinding my pussy hard on my matt. My ass and legs slapping loud. Extra loud from the pool water I dripped and sweat. Also all the pussy juice as my orgasm rang through my body.My work out was. Alicia did likewise after a little hesitation (we later found out she’d never eaten pussy before), and both women had orgasms thanks to the others tongues within minutes. Ray and I just lay, propped on an elbow, each side enjoying our women pleasuring each other.Once we’d all recovered, we enjoyed a bit of sunbathing whilst chatting. It turned out that Ray and Alicia were active swingers in New York, with other black couples, but always on a wife-swap basis. Now Alicia had experienced some girl. Still, I wished it didn't have to be me...I can't say that married life agreed with me, but it didn't take long for us both to establish our respective boundaries and learn to give each other a really wide berth. We never shared a bedroom except during our honeymoon, but somehow we completed our filial duty and quickly produced a pair of heirs, a daughter and then a son. Odd that ... we'd only shared a bed on two occasions, the week of our honeymoon, resulting in Helena, who arrived a few weeks. He envied the synthetic tool that spread his woman’s juiced up pussy. He wished his stirring cock was being devoured by those perfect pink lips instead of that evil looking, long vibrating imposter. Her light muff of blonde pubic hairs ground against his head to leave the scent of her wet sex behind and that was the end of his restraint. Darren’s cock twitched and took on a life of its own. Growing long and hard, it snapped tightly up against his belly. He felt a trickle of his manly essence.