When I meet people for the first time, they usually have two questions they want to ask me but are to afraid to. ‘How did it happen?’ is the first...question they ask. If the person is polite, and it’s not the first thing out of there mouth, I’ll tell them. The second one is usually asked to my wife, ‘So, can you guys still have sex?’ Her normal response to that question is, ‘You bet. He’s got a six inch tongue!’ She’s exaggerating of course, but it generally sates their curiosity. So let me. I grabbed the bottle of shampoo. "Here, I'll do your hair," I said."I just washed it this morning," Sandy answered, "but if you want to, go ahead." And with that, I washed her beautiful, blonde hair. I worked up some extra lather and scrubbed her face."Hey, wait a minute! Don't do that!" she said through squinting eyes and a soapy face as I washed off her eye shadow, eyeliner, blush and lipstick. "Oh man, now, I'm REALLY naked!" she laughed.We rinsed off and toweled each other off.I started. .. yes... Joel... yes... yes... oh... ughh... god yess!” Joel fucked me hard with deep long strokes. He started to slap my ass. I started to moan harder. “That's right, fucking moan, bitch!” Joel kept slamming his cock into me! I couldn’t help but cum. “Oh my god I'm cumming,” I shuddered. My eyes rolled back and my pussy spasmed. My body shook as pleasure filled my senses. Joel pulled his dick and replaced it with his fingers. He was getting them really wet in my pussy. He pushed my face down. Brad got up and took a seat next to her and put his arm around her narrow shoulders. She laid her head on the space between his head and shoulder, and the two enjoyed each other’s energy for a bit. It felt nice to have Inga’s silky blonde locks on his skin Brad thought.After a while, Brad asked, “Babe I’m a bit thirsty would you mind getting us some beers?” Inga got up and started walking over to the kitchen. As she got up, Brad smacked her butt causing Inga to yelp and Brad to chuckle. Brad.