So we do it again. First, we make him lick us. We lie down next to each other on the edge of the pool, still sipping drinks, while he devours our puss...es, going from mine to hers, and back and forth. For a moment I stare at that new tattoo of hers, gentle leaves on her delicate skin and that nasty snake coming out of it, reaching for her clit with his tongue. That is hot.After finishing our drinks, we tell him to lie down, we, on the other hand, get on all fours and suck him off together,. Though I saw her hand once again disappear through the opening of her robe for a split second. Only long enough for her to realize what she'd nearly done, removing it even more quickly. "What if ... what if we get caught?" We won't get caught. Trust me. And even if we do. Whose actually getting caught here? Me and Danny, that's who. And that's when we'd use the story, if we even need to. But I seriously doubt it. I'm sure I'll have Danny's full and undivided attention at the time, when you come. She was tall and dressed in a way that was beyond fashionable. Her jacket and skirt were of the business variety, but too tight and too liberally cut to be businesslike — as were her laced, high-heeled vintage boots.The woman moved gracefully towards her table. Her hand was warm and strong, her smile spontaneous, but her green eyes stayed intensely watchful, brooding even. Then there was the voice — low and hoarse. It lilted with a European accent she could not place; but it went straight to a. Releasing me he rips my shirt off and pants, I reach for his pants how easily they come off. His cock is already hard spreading my legs he head south capturing my lips getting me drunk on ecstasy. So sensitive I want him. "Fuck me." Biting his wrist he penetrates. His thick full cock fills me completely. Rolling over I sit on top gripping his pecs, digging my nails in. Here I can make noise here he does not muffle my moans. Making myself cum as his finger twirls around my bud. Gripping him.