The time flew by as we played, and it was just Ken and me vying for the pot when girls got back a little after twelve-thirty. It's about a forty-minut... drive and like Lori said they usually left by midnight."Looks like we split the pot," Ken said.Rick pulled the bills out of his shirt pocket saying, "Clint has the most chips, so here's fifteen and Ken gets ten," as he passed us the bills.I could hear the girls giggling and talking from the time they got out of the van, and the guys were looking. It was a good thing he was driving.The traffic was horrible, the drivers obnoxious, impatient and plain out assholes. If I had been driving I would have intentionally wrecked half of them just so I could mash their faces. I guess everybody in Paris drove with the same attitude.The realization hit me that it was time for a vacation. The stress of the last couple of months was getting to me; I needed a break - we needed a break. As soon as things settled down, a week at East Water Cay was in. George was surprised to find a pleasant sensations spreading from his crotch, but within him. Almost of it's own, his hand reached slowly upward until it gently cupped Trixie's breast. Trixie drew back sharply, her eyes wide.And George leaned slowly forward, his own eyes closing, his lips reaching until they met Trixie's. As George kissed her, his hand began to caressTrixie's boobs. And then his own breasts felt a gentle touch as Trixie touched them.Trixie pulled back from George and stood,. V. There is just something about Porn that I love. Other than the fucking and cum swallowing stars, I love the passion in it. They way they are caressed and how they touh each other is want I have been longing since I got introduced to sex in my early years. Yes, I have had sex before many times with all my boyfriends but they never touched me like I wanted and like I seen in Porn. No matter how much I try and how much I explain I have never gotten that touch or passion until Chris came into my.