Now it seemed very cozy and romantic. The blanket slipped off my shoulders as I twisted to get a better look at the room. I felt his kisses there and ... shiver ran down my spine. He didn’t answer me, just nipped at my shoulders moving hands over my shoulders as if kneading bread. It was nice. ‘So, you were really worried about me then?’ I whispered. Again, he didn’t answer me, just gave a wicked smile that told me all was better, and lust was on his mind. I glanced away avoiding his look of. Debbie whispered something into her husband ear; Stan kissed his wife and asked me if I wanted to fuck her. When we got inside their van Debbie was over all me kissing me like a there was no tomorrow. When my huge black dick popped out of my shorts, Stan told his wife that I was built like a bull. Debbie took as much of my cock in her mouth as she could, I had both of my hands on her head fucking her face. Stan was busy licking his wife dripping wet honey pot, getting her ready for my black. " She helped me down from the table, and we went to bed. Her face was still dripping with my juices, and I cleaned her with my mouth before moving around into the sixty-nine position. We did everything, Derek, everything that two horny young girls could possibly do with each other. I felt two of her fingers in my cunt and another one in my anus, she wriggled all of them at the same time. I buried my face between her legs and her cunt Derek, oh my God it was beautiful, wet and succulent like a. Mary went to Ted, I got Betty, and Ross got Sam. We all went to the bed. I was able to watch Sam and Ross as they were almost sitting on me. I thought that Betty being so old that this was going to suck. We did some fore play but not much as Betty was already primed. I ended up on my back and thought Betty was going to blow me but she mounted me. She had a nice tight pussy and worked it well. Within a minute and a half I was ready to blow my wad but was holding back waiting on Betty. She was.