He was between my legs licking my vagina again. I was moaning heavily. In some time I was going to have a climax. Suddenly, his friend opened the door...and came inside the room with tea.He was looking at me with lust. I was not in the mood to stop Yash from eating my vagina. In some moments, I orgasmed in his mouth. My vagina was wet and dripping. I got up from bed to have tea and did not care about being nude in front of his friend. He was staring at my breast and vagina.I gave him good access. "It felt ... good." It sure did!" he sighed. He moved toward her. "I was worried you'd be mad at me." I can't be mad at you for doing something I asked you to do," she said, pragmatically."Are you ever going to ask me to do it again?" The hope in his sound sent tingles through her belly again. To be wanted so openly made her feel almost dizzy with happiness."I think so," she said softly.He thrashed in the water, but the word he wanted to shout as loud as possible was muted to a simple. Ok, you're way ahead of me. I just had to get a boat and jet skis. Big boys need to have their toys don't they?Grace and I got both of the old houses on the market right away and closed on the new house after a month of paperwork that seemed to weigh almost as much as the house. We were all more than ready to move when the big day came. I had hired a moving company which would pack and move everything. All we had to deal with was personal items. Moving day brought back memories of when I and my. We wander around for a few hours, riding the roller-coasters and looking at the amazing numbers of ultra-fine girls. "Damn," Jack keeps saying, "I think I'm in booty heaven." "Do you mean that in the eighties sense or the nineties sense," I say with a laugh. "I know man, aint that weird," adds Chuck, "it's like, back in the day booty was the butt but now its sex." Basically, we have several hours of inane conversation punctuated only by rides on crappy roller coasters that shake the hell.