"Just wait until you hit the pool," said Patty, "the pool in the moonlight is one of the great features of this house." Actually, that piano calls to ...e," I said, feeling the musical twitch again that a musician gets when he sees a fine instrument."I'd like to hear you play some more. Neither of us have any musical skills and it's great to hear that piano sing," said Roger but Patty cut him short,"Later, let's just get loose now. One more hit for me," she reached for the joint and took a deep. I raised my hips to assist his effort. Soon his eyes were gazing at my black lace panties, which sharply contrasted with my smooth and fair skin. The pleasure on his face was unmistakable. He leaned over my thighs and tenderly planted a kiss, right over my treasure island. It was arousing, the way he kissed. A shudder escaped from deep within my body. “once more” , I urged him. He was more than happy to oblige. Resting his face against my pouting mound of love he pressed his mouth and applied a. We each went into separate rooms and masturbated into turkey basters then our wives ran the turkey basters to the waiting sister and then she would squirt the sperm up her cooch hoping to get pregnant. The reason to have four men was so no one would know who knocked her up. It worked and she had a baby boy. I figured this was one of those kind of deals so I replied to the ad. Almost a month went by when they responded to me. They wanted to meet at some restaurant. When we met, I found out it. This is the last thing Mark wanted. But things got worse. The man's finger moved from below Mark's balls to the thin stretch of denim covering Mark's ass crack. As he rubbed, he pushed the lotion-soaked fabric aside, and Mark knew his private, private space – my butt crack! – was now exposed. To a stranger! To Mark's even greater astonishment, his dick got rock hard, and strained against the fabric. What? Damn! The man traced the hair along the crack, rubbing the spilled lotion. His finger then.