In fact everything about him had been so... so reassuring. He was about six foot tall with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He wore a plaid shirt a...d jeans that seemed moulded to his body. Evelyn had quickly spotted the bulge at his crotch and had mentally criticised him, and all men who so displayed themselves. With that single exception though, she couldn't fault him. He had come back the following Wednesday afternoon as promised and had worked away for the best part of two hours while she. "Morning, Billy." I don't verbally respond. Instead, I kneel down in front of her. "Uh, Billy?" I then spread her legs, push the crotch of her bathing suit aside, and start licking Jenny's pussy. "Billy..." Jenny starts breathing hard, and moaning, as my tongue probes deeper and deeper into her quickly moistening snatch. Speaking of that, her juices taste really good, so much so, I might just make a thing of eating her out every day. Judging by the sounds she's making, I don't think she'd. Every eye was on her hand as she pumped it toward herself, rhythmically jostling the pair against her palm. She started to chant, “Come on, come on,” as her voice rose in voluptuous intensity. “Oh yeah! Give it to me,” she said as she let them fly against the back wall. They came up craps, and she looked apologetically at the man beside her. “The table’s so long,” she cooed as she lightly massaged her throwing arm, “and it’s been hard all night.” She let out a breathy sigh and leaned against. Middle Eastern Boy wasn’t far behind him. He let out a loud grunt, and he shoved his cock deep into Chad’s ass. Of course, I couldn’t actually see his cum, but I could definitely see the look on his face, which told me all I needed to know.Last but not least, it was my turn. I was so horned up that I knew I could shoot at least one more load. I kept on pounding Surfer Boy, though I hadn’t let go of Chad’s hand the whole time. Then, finally, I felt my balls contracting.I thrust into Surfer.