"Hi, I'm Jean," I offered as he shook my hand. "With a J." I'm Ron," he replied as we shook. "And this is my wife, Debbie." Hello, Debbie," I said as ... shook her hand. "Very nice to meet you." It's nice to meet you, too," she said with a smile. Her hand lingered on mine as she looked me up and down quickly, her eyes scanning my tall, lean frame. "Thanks for letting us join you." My pleasure," I replied as we sat down.The server appeared with another drink for me and one for Ron. A glass of red. Celia and Leslie had no difficulty being nude with us. We didn’t try to make out with them or make love to them but let them luxuriate with showers that had unlimited hot water and shampoos that made them smell fresh. We just held them with us as part of our extended family.I’m not that keen on parades. All the devotion of those volunteers who decorated forty-some floats with fresh flowers. Marching bands. Drill teams of horses decked out in show regalia. It seemed like such a waste when. Slowly, she lightly traced the curves of her body with her palms, from hip to breast. Caressing her breasts with soft gentle hands, holding and fondling, teasingly running fingertips across hardening nipples. All while she continued to stare into his eyes. He watched, wordlessly, as she performed her sensual self-exploration. Hands, down across her smooth abdomen to encircle his cleanly shaved mound. His eyes followed. She knew what he liked, and she knew that he loved to watch her touch. Then I inserted my tool in her pussy . She cried out loud in pain . She started moaning… Oh …. Yes…. Come on…. Fuck me ... Hard ….. Very very hard…. U bitch…. This words made me go crazy and I fucked her evenmore harder . Then I inserted my cointo her asshole as she wanted to try it out.This asshole fucking lasted about 35 minutes . We got tired and she went in the kitchen to mix juice .. I went behind her and when she was mixing I inserted my cock in her ass and fucked her in kitchen table ..