This bird had to be a cuckoo, notonly was crazy enough to think that Mike would share a table with her,she was steal to steal another bird's nest.Mike...suggested that those two go to the table as he got the drinks. Howcould this be true, being with Mike was like being at home for Amiee. Itwas her nest and needed its safety before flew away to dance the nightaway. Amiee was going to say no, that they always sat at the bar, butdid not. Being alone with this lady gave Amiee the chance to tell her. Those years were full of him bringing home girls. I would never bring any home. He didn't really talk about it, but we would often joke about how much of a slut he was.Things changed when I finally got a girlfriend. She was actually someone we knew from when we were younger. She was always close to both of us. Her name is Ashley. A short, petite girl with a round ass that everyone always thought was perfect. Even other girls would talk about how much they loved her butt.Kevin and I both stopped. " Chris, we like it too but have to be careful about the servants."Just then there was a big splash as Grace hollered, "Cannon ball!" and dove into the pool naked as the day she was born."See what I mean, Chris? Want to join the kids for some fun?"I had been looking towards the pool and when I turned around I found Chris was topless and pushing her shorts down and off. She took a flying leap and hit the water like a rock. It only took seconds for me to follow.So there I was naked with five. “You naughty, naughty girl, you shaved for me,” he said. “Actually, Tom shaved me. He left a landing strip, like Bobbi’s,” she said, hunching down to increase the contact between Terry’s fingers and her aroused cunt. “We thought you might like that.” “I can’t wait to see it,” Terry said as his finger sunk into my wife’s wetness. Half turning in her seat as she finished unbuttoning her blouse, giving Terry better access to her chest. “They’re not as big and lush as Bobbi’s…”she began. “I’ll.