I washed her back and felt her up as she washed herself. She seemed to enjoy the roughness of my beard and hair as we rubbed up against each other. We...went down to the fire just as the sun was setting. As we got closer to the fire we could see Clair on the table dancing topless to the music. It was surreal as a thousand times I'd seen this scene before me and yet it was a wonderment at the beauty of the spirit dancing. The drums and singing completed the evening as it turned to night. I was. You’d never known they just had their second child.With a wink, Katerina draped herself over her sister-in-law.I groaned as the Russian president’s wife and sister made out on the couch, swapping my cum back and forth. My futa-dick throbbed so hard at the hot sight. I stroked it, wet with Zinaida’s mouth. Pussy juices ran down my thighs. My asshole tingled, remembering Katerina’s touch.Zinaida was tasting my sour sphincter as she passed my cum into her sister-in-law’s mouth.“That’s so hot!”. ? His words had long ago become inaudible.? He moaned and pleaded between ragged breaths.? She loved this.? She lost herself in this place that only shecould lead him to and from.? It was themost delicious and exquisite torture in the world.? She released his cock from her wet mouth and blewa light stream of air where her tongue had been. "Anika,pleeeeaaaase touch me.?Pleeeaaaase!" "Iam touching you, baby." "Pleasedon't stop.? Touch me!" "Baby,calm yourself.? You know I have nointention of. Was it like this?'She had me stand in front of her, while she lifted the hem of her skirt. She wore a red silk thong. I had a sudden idea.'Well, it was like that, but she wasn't wearing a thong.'She smiled and slipped her fingers round the thong and wriggled it down her legs, leaving it dangling from one ankle.'Then what did she do, David?''She took her jacket off and her school blouse.''Like this?' Cathy stripped off her blouse, having not been wearing a jacket. Her beautiful, fine breasts in.