He continues to coat me, pouring more and spreading more. The sauce is cold and the brush tickles. He spreads my ass cheeks and sauces up my sensitive...anus. Then he begins to cover my thighs, and down my legs to my ankles.He puts down napkins where I should step, and I follow to the grill. The fire is already going. The tips of the flames are above the metal mesh. I look up and see that some smoke is collecting, but the fan keeps it moving, and the vent and open skylights seem to be doing their. When we got to their room, wow it was enormous , a suite, well the Germans always get the best rooms, walking in Gret dropped her costume and laid in one of the big beds, as Ange walked past her he grabbed her hand a pulled her towards the bed, Ange hesitated, but Hans moved in behind her , held her waist and moved her onto the bed beside Gret, they started kissing and both got very excited with deep tongue kissing and writhing around together. Hans winked at me and we both took our shorts off. She wants a taste. But not yet. First she needs to see him. She gently pulls him out of his pants. He is so red and swollen; angry looking almost. His hips buck slightly as she moves her hand down, before bring it back up again. Twisting as she gets to the head. She reaches up with her other hand and gently cups his balls in her palm. They feel so heavy, so full and desperate for release. She looks up at him. His head is thrown back. His eyes are closed. His back arching slightly. As if he can. I made sure that I did not touch myself one bit over night. After what seemed like 50 slices of bacon and some orange juice, I spent the day helping my father with the farm chores. Shoveling pig shit is a great way to keep the mind off sex.Soon it was 2:30. I showered, put on my bathing suit and headed for the creek. I walked through the corn fields and finally began to hear the frogs croaking. Mosquitoes, dragonflies and bees buzzed all around me. I finally reached the creek to find Henry.