"I guess I'm about average, from what I've found out." What does it feel like?" You can touch it, if you want," I offered."NO! I mean, what does it fe...l like to - have that thing hanging down there?"I looked down. "It's not exactly hanging, right now," I pointed out."Uh - no, but I mean, when you're standing up."I pondered this. "I don't know. It's just sort of there. How aware of you of, say, your nose? Anyway, it's not usually hard, you know." You're excited," she pointed out. "By me." Don't. She gripped the sides of the washing machine and let out a squeal that let me know she was orgasming at the same time as I was. Her juice gushed out of her pussy onto my legs like someone threw a water balloon at me. She did that shake that the porn star Cytherea does when she squirts as her legs started to give, but my cock in her ass kept her from falling. She fell forward on top of the washer and I fell on her back, both of us still in the effects of an orgasm. I felt my cock going soft in. My eyes shut tight as I wallowed ecstatically as Marion fucked my exposed sex. As she tirelessly rode me I listened to our breathing, mine rapid shallow inhales but Marion’s had become dry, rasping and guttural.That couldn’t be right, could it?As exquisite joy and delicious turmoil began to rip through my now arcing body, I forced my eyes open to gaze upon my gorgeous lover.To my horror it was not the stunning Marion who now rode me to heaven, it was a grotesque hag, a witch, with bloodshot. All of us sweating we left the tent to skinny dip off the small beach of the island. I swam over to Liz and kissed her deeply. "You plan this?"She looked at me with an impish grin,"Nope. Happy accident."The rest of the day we all stayed naked. Hands and lips were busy any time someone else came within range. By dark we climbed into the tent and settled down for the night. Liz and I lay snuggling in the middle and Hal slept next to me while Havana lay with her body against Liz. It got.