I felt James’ hand, which had been guiding his cock into me, move to my hip, mirroring the hand on the other side. James started a slow rocking mot...on, gradually inching bit by bit of that cock into me. As it reached the thick section in the middle of his cock the stretching made me gasp… just a bit… but enough to change the situation. “What have we here?” came a voice from my right. That was the twin bed Ricky was in and apparently he had woken up to the sounds of sex and the outline of. "Great," she grinned. "Go get a couple beers out of a drag bag while I get my daypack."A couple minutes later, she put the beers in the daypack, threw it over her shoulders and started to lead Dallas upstream through the bottom of the wash, and to a narrow beach beyond, dotted here and there with clumps of tamarisk. She took it easy for a half mile or more, just talking about nothing in particular. Finally, he asked, "Scooter, where are we going, anyway?" Not far," she smiled. "I'd say that. We had our list of restaurants, boat schedules to Corsica, and of course an imaginary but healthy list of fantasies we hoped to realize.If you haven’t read our first posting then I’ll tell you what we look like. Firstly, this is all real. I’m 5’10, just turned 31, brown hair and eyes and in reasonably trim shape. I met my wife while in university and we are married seven years now. Gail is an exceptionally beautiful girl. She is 5’7” with a young girls figure at 29, small hips, long very. We get up in the morning and Debbie looks at me and asks me if I was serious last night. I kiss her and put a couple of fingers in her and tell her I was real serious. I hear our son in the kitchen and tell her to go say good morning to her boy. With a wanting look, she get out of bed and puts her short robe on over her naked body and heads for the kitchen. Hi baby, how is my big man this morning? I feel great mom, where is dad? He is still sleeping. Come give mommy a big kiss. From the bedroom.