My g-string was soaked. The tiny scrap of fabric teased my pussy every time I shifted position."Hey," I said, introducing myself, sizing them all up m...self. I made a point to lean forward every time I shook one of their hands, just so that they could get a better look down my dress, and also so that I could feel my g-string move up again and again against my tender little pussy lips."Hey, we're doing shots in here!" Tessa called from the living room, "You'd all better get in here!"We're doing. He was sitting on the window ledge when I came into the kitchen. He was in his Calvin Kline underpants, cutting a fine figure of youthful vitality, I think we were both testing the water, the thin cheesecloth had surrendered to my nipples hardening, and were poking through, a fiery red, trapped within the white threads of the material, acting as anchors, as my heavy breasts swayed, so did the material.I walked right up to him and kissed him on the mouth, placing my hand on his bare thigh, and. Thanks Guys. I guess I really could stand to relax a little." John nodded to both Lexi and Raymond.Raymond retrieved his portable massage table from his car and set it up in John's family room. To John's surprise, he was quickly enjoying the massage much more than he ever would have expected. The warm massage oil combined with Ray's strong hands provided a level of relaxation he had not experienced in quite a long time. After a few minutes John felt so peaceful that he drifted into a dreamlike. She leaned back up and slammed down harder on his cock, her ass slapping against his balls, as she slid all the way up and then back down with as much force as she could muster. He was in ecstasy, and in no time it seemed like he was about to cum yet again. She was enjoying herself as much as he was, chewing her lip, letting out soft groans. And by the way she was moving, about to have her own orgasm. And there it was. A high scream of pleasure, her head thrown back once more, the sweat.