Most weekends we would meet on Friday evenings, have a few drinks, then go hit the nearby clubs. We typically would score two of the three weekends. S...turday mornings we would get together for some volleyball or tennis and share our exploits of the previous evening. One of the guys in this crowd was Tim, a former professional football player. He was about 6'3", 220 lbs, great looking and very likable. He did better than the rest of us when we cruised for women.This particular Saturday morning. Eventually we get to the real crunch questions.The head security guy asks, “How do you decide what to bet on?”I smile, “Mysticism. I sit at the table and meditate for a moment to settle down and become one with the universe. I seek the answers from within as to what will win, and I bet that way. At times I lose my balance with the universe because I get distracted by a lovely lady in my vision, and sometimes I don’t understand or correctly interpret the answer ’The Spirits’ give me.” He. Over and over she thrust her tongue in and out as if she were fucking his mouth with it. Jeremy let his hands dip beneath the water to the flesh between Kenzie’s legs. The water almost felt cold compared the heat that radiated from her pussy. He slid his fingers into her easily as he used his thumb to tease her clit. ‘Oh yessss’ Kenzie hissed, biting Jeremy’s neck. She moved her mouth and looked at the red mark her teeth had left. She could feel the rock hardness of his erection under her.. Figures. Christine had pulled this kind of thing before-ditching Melanie so that she could go make out somewhere with a random guy. Melanie thought about saying something, but bit her tongue and nodded. Christine hugged her then ran back over to Mike and the two of them walked hand in hand into the woods.Things got quiet with Melanie and the other remaining boys. They passed the bottle of vodka around a few more times, Melanie not quite realizing how much she had had before noticing a pretty.