No longer protected by the pillow, my whole body was open to David's view. While Becky was driving me wild with her mouth on mine, David reached up a...d again took hold of my breast. I felt him squeeze it tightly a couple of times. Then I felt something warm envelope my nipple. When I felt a pressure on it, I knew his lips were sucking on it. He continued to squeeze as he sucked and flicked it with his tongue. I felt the walls of my pussy spasm and I knew I was getting wet again. I could not. Here she was, the place where she had told him that he, and of course her, should vacation. ‘You should get away. Vacation? You know that word? Go to Cabo, drink margaritas, midnight skinny-dipping, making love on the beach. Did you catch how I subtly included myself in your little vacation package?’ She repeated those words out loud even as tears filled her eyes. ‘So here I am in Cabo. You DID remember what I said.’ ‘I said something else too,’ a deep voice came from behind her. She spun. Renée was curled up to my right. She was stroking my cheek while watching my face. I looked into her eyes and felt her pain. She wasn't physically hurt, but she hurt all the same. It was that gut wrenching feeling of losing a friend or a beloved pet. The feeling that something horrible had happened in your life and there might be nothing you can do to fix it. I understood that pain because I felt it myself.Erin, Nadia, Tabitha, Chloe and Yvonne were piled on my bed with us. They were gathered. Mid length curly hair framing a pretty face with mouth not as large as some, intelligent dark eyes, slimmer than Sarah with saggy breasts even bigger than Sarah’s with puffy nipples just begging to be sucked and a lovely tight puckered arse that faced me now and her slightly trimmed pussy that wasn,to so well defined viewed from the rear. As she sucked my wife’s tittle she gently fingered Sarah,s leaking snatch that oozed juices that soaked into the towel my wife had placed under her ample ass.