He guides your hand over your clit as you raise your leg up to the edge of the tube. The warm water runs across your body, coating your wet pussy a...d down your leg. His hand is on top of yours as her rubs you clit back and forth. You moan with every stroke of his hand. The water massages your back as you imagine him kissing you. You can feel his tongue touching yours as you lick your lips. He guides a few of your fingers inside you. It makes your knees. If you like, I'll drive," I offered."Don't you and Adam have some kind of commitment at Bushie's Off-Road?" Walt asked."We'll be done in plenty time for that," I assured Walt. "In fact, he can come along if he wants. Is he there?" No, he just left for swim workouts," Walt explained. "Actually, he left a bit earlier than usual. Is everything OK between you two?" I hope so," I replied. "Shall we meet at seven tomorrow morning, then? That'll leave time for breakfast." Sure, that'll be fine," Walt. After a couple bottles of wine, the conversation got much hotter. We started to share stories about our past and who has done what to whom. We have all been pretty open with each other about our lives, but up until now our sex lives have not been an open topic of conversation. Well, I guess the wine and the mood got us all talking, and many personal secretes came out that night. I even let it out that I loved showing off my body and that I have had group sex in the past, some of my other. I settle my pantied bottom across his thighsand put my arms around the back of his big neck. Wetalk and kiss, doing less and less of the former, untilwe’re doing almost exclusively the latter. Meanwhilehis hands have found their way under my nightie, insidemy nightie, down the back of my nightie. It feels as ifhe has seven or eight hands and they are all over mybody.He makes me admit what a slutty little girl I am. Whata dirty, cocksucking mouth I have. He has me tell himhow many men.