She was genuinely puzzled at this. “I never got any.” she said looking towards him. Isn’t he gorgeous, she thought, gazing at his handsome face....��They didn’t bounce,” he said. “D’you ever look in your junk file?”“Not usually,” she said. “I just empty it when it’s full; I look it over then. But I haven’t done that since Christmas.”“I bet your spam filter bunged my stuff in there,” he suggested.“I promise to look when I get home,” she said.“I was hoping this would be your home one day. You said. ” “Umm Kalya is that cum in your hair?, Holy shit it is and it is fresh!” “Busted, come on out, John” I slowly came out into the room and Carolyn’s eyes widened at the sight of me, and my cock. “But your married and . . .Oh my God!”Kayla answered before I could “His wife gave me permission and came up with the whole twisted ankle scheme, I never hurt it at all. We were just about to fuck again, you are welcome to stay and watch, or join in, or leave but we are going to do it.” With that Kayla. "It's like we're all together in a way that we could never be with anyone else. There's no competition, or head games, and we can just be free to enjoy each other's bodies." "I want to enjoy your body right now, lady." Doug climbed on top of me, kissing and nibbling my neck as he did. I giggled and tried to fight him off, but he was too strong (and I really didn't want to win this contest). He got in between my legs and plowed his 8” hard-on right into my dripping pussy. It was madly. Dad opened the door revealing a large living room and an adjoining kitchenette. The unit was decorated with a tropical décor, with lots of colorful paintings of fish and beaches hanging in various places throughout the bungalow. The furniture was a tasteful rattan style in bright greens and yellow. From the entrance to the living room I could see the master bedroom off to the left down a hallway, and the bellman told us there was a bed and pull-out couch up the stairs in the loft overlooking.