I felt my arms wrap around her as we kissed deeper, and felt my hands grab her tight ass. She pulled away and pulled off her sweater, reveling her bea...tiful body. No bra, her perky breast just staring at me as I see her abs and arms showing off. So tight, like a fitness model. I watch as she pulled off her jeans, and stood there naked. The cold did not bother her as she grabbed my hand and led me back to my truck. She laid in the back of it, “use that talented tongue right now,” she commanded. I came back with a tray of beers and wines for my friends. The video had advanced to the point where I was giving Felicia The Experience. We watched the scene; Vanessa had been the cameraman at that point. She got right in close as I fisted the pretty woman. Andy and Anna were fucking right next to us. She captured the look on Felicia’s face just before the orgasm of all orgasms overtook her and sank her into oblivion for a few moments, and then she captured every word as Felicia promised me. Great tan lines, nice dark haired beaver, and perky tits. I would have thought her to be in her early thirties. I finished my pee and my pecker grew to half staff as this woman went to sit on the pot and take a pee herself. I decided I had seen enough and was about to walk back to my room when she asked me to wait a second. She wiped her snatch and grabed me and pulled me over to her still sitting on the pot. She pulled my boxers down and told me she wanted to all of me. She felt me up for a. When he finally quit, I opened my eyes and saw Jen watching us from the doorway. "Breakfast in bed?" she asked.After breakfast Ryan suggested we go lie on the beach for awhile. Since it was daylight, Jen and I decided it would be a good idea to wear our bikinis instead of going naked again. I wasn't much of a beach person, but Jen was a real surfer-girl. Ryan had a surfboard, and when Jen spotted it, she was off. She was very athletic, and I always enjoyed watching her do physical things. She.