Aber im Augenblick war ich der gl?cklichste Typ auf diesen Festival.Gegen morgen gingen wir gingen Hand in Hand zum Zelt zur?ck. Sandra undYvonne ware... schon l?ngst in ihren Zeltkabinen und den Ger?uschen nach zuurteilen nicht allein.Ich schlaf bei dir sagte Tim und schaute mir fest in die Augen. Ichl?chelte, dr?cke "sie" und zog sie zu mir ins Zelt. H?r mal Tim, sagteich...psssst macht Tim, w?re es schlimm wenn du mich Kim nennst? Sie grinstemich dabei an. Nein, lachte ich, das ist ok, Kim!. Soup was just the thing, ma'am." Mr. French turned his attention to his daughter. "I'm sorry, my dear," he said. "I wasn't listening." Mr. Holmes came by this morning," Caroline said, looking at her father over her soup spoon and noticing that his beard was turning gray and that he needed to shave his cheeks and neck."Who?" asked Mr. French with a frown."Mister M. Peter Holmes, the blackleg smuggler or whatever he is, he bought our farm at the sheriff's sale." He did?" said Caroline's father.. Grabbing her toy from the table, she ran the tip against her lips and clit. She hooked a finger of her other hand at Mark. “Come closer and you will see better.” Mark scooted closer, the towel coming with his butt as he moved forward, close enough that his legs made contact with Erica's. The feel of their legs against each other made him even hornier. Mark's gaze was wandering all over Erica's body as she started to touch herself with both hands, leaving her toy between her legs. Mark watched. They let me sit up and gave me a glass of champagne. It seems they had been taking little rests and sipping the champagne to keep their libido up. As I drank they moved in close to me and were pressing their naked bodies against mine. Amanda hugged me and said to the others “It took the four of us over an hour to wear him down. I think we should marry him.” Then she looked in my eyes and said “Are you ready to satisfy four wives till death do us part?” “Yes. Are the four of you prepared to.