“Do not worry about him, babe… we have plenty time for enjoy now…”I looked up at him, as I could see a big bulge growing in his gym shorts.The... I looked over at the other guy, Emerson. He had his hand on his huge cock holding it through his shorts.I sat up and looked down, discovering my tiny red thong had been pulled down to my ankles, exposing my trimmed shaven mound...Charlie pushed me back down on to the lounge and told me to relax. Emerson pulled my panties off from my feet and sniffed. It was so bright that she couldn't see anyone, only hear voices and, for all she knew, Kodara had moved to a closer viewing position right at her feet. Kay felt as if she were on a stage. Well, she was on a stage, she realized, as she felt eyes focused on her naked body; she could feel the audience, hear their voices, and sense their lascivious mood building as she stood there invitingly nude and virginal-looking. There were numerous flash bulbs going off and she felt that every Japanese man in. “Hi.” She scraped a fingernail down my spine and caused me to turn to her.Admittedly, Raylea was more girl next store than the knockouts of Talsy, Adelaide, Celeste, or Nisha. In the league of Jess and Sherry and Lidie. Attractive, but accessible. She was fit. She worked out, yoga’d her ass into her best feature. There was just something about her from her freckles to her figure, from her nose to her nipples that just screamed “This girl has not been photoshopped.”“What are you laughing at?”. I like ones shaped like an up-side-down heart. I like to watch a woman walk away, seeing her ass covered with a silky material, catching and reflecting the light. Or dressed in white pedal-pushers, stretched so tight you think the seam will rip. Or in a pair of black tights that fit up her ass-crack and hug each half-globe. I guess you could correctly say I have a fascination with asses. I looked at Allen’s firm white ass. It was hairless and smooth as a baby’s. I leaned in its direction and.