She traced a path down my wife's spine, through the crack between her rounded cheeks, then her head pushed apart Anne's thighs, searching for the rest...of the cum so willingly received by my beautiful Bride. My hands roamed over the girls' bodies. Sensing that Jennifer would want to join the other two on the floor, I slid out from beneath Anne and settled on the sofa to watch. The girls made a naked circle at my feet, each of them with her face buried in one another's pussy. Anne had rolled to. A woodpecker or twoMade the grade, it is true,But it totally baffled the stork.Till along came a man who presentedA tool that was strangely indented.With a dizzying twirlHe punctured that girl,And thus was the corkscrew invented.There was a young lady of norwayWho hung by her heels in a doorway.She said to her beau,‘Look at me, joe,I think i’ve discovered one more way.’There once was a lady from ardenWho sucked off a man in a garden.He said, ‘my dear flo,Where does all that stuff go?’And she. ”“Oh! I love that story when I was little. But I was told it was racist.”“That shows how dumb folks are: Sambo and his parents are South Indian. Otherwise why would they eat dosas and ghee? It think it’s racist for Africans to think there aren’t other blacks. Helen Bannerman lived in Tamil Nadu, after all.”“I never thought of that. Thank you.”“How much do you want to take to the beach?”“What I’ve got on and a towel.”“I’ve got some fruit and water.”“Excellent! And a blanket or towel?”“I’ve a. “About every two months, Jenny said. Most of the time I use one of the electric trimmers.”Jenny propped up one leg so Mandy could get a full view of her crotch; Rick looked also.Jenny showed her where she used the trimmers.“Sometimes I just have to get it waxed to get everything,” Jenny saidAS my wife was showing off, I got hard. Jenny noticed and smiledShe got up, faced me and squatted down on my member, slowly letting my member in.Mandy and Rick watched with their mouths wide open as Jenny.