I surely wanted to act on the sexy golden pot in front of me, but I failed to pick it up.I bit down on my bottom lip and casually reached down. "Son o... a bitch, I'm horny," I whined, before I snatched her thong. "Shit," I groaned, dropping it. "I'm so horny, I can't even hold onto her g-string," I laughed faintly, before I picked it up again.I brought it up to my face. "Oh, fuck yes, it is wet, and I smell that sexy aroma even from a few inches away," I mumbled, before the wet fabric met my. My seeing it seemed, to me, an incredibly intimate memory. In fact, the memory gave me an erection. She was not bashful about noticing, and stared at my tented crotch.I liked her sleek look. She looked healthy. Not athletic, but fit.Not fat nor saggy nor bony. All of her between shoes to panties and up to bra strap had been visible. Yet her ribs weren’t. Her bra strap wasn’t pinched into her flesh, either. Rode on the surface, without fleshy overhangs. Firm fleshed, would describe her. No hour. They were the speedos I would have worn to the pool had it been open.Just stripping down to my little red speedo was getting me excited about what was about to happen.Feeling pretty close to naked, I walked up stairs to the living area and I was taken aback. Adam and Alex had setup their kitchen table as a full on office with proper office chairs, 5 big monitors in total and it looked great (they both have office jobs). In the spirit of working from a home office, Alex and Adam were both. She abandoned herself to a delicious world of pure physical sensation. Once again, a massive climax hit her but, this time, at its conclusion, she pushed at the man’s chest, turning him on his back, and straddled him, his cock still gripped deep within her, and began to ride him with what seemed to be endless energy. As she raised herself up and down on him, she mauled her own breasts with a painful abandon until he reached up and began to squeeze them savagely, twisting her erect nipples in a.