"What kind of winter sports, Mark? There are too many trees around there for skiing." Oh, I imagine Stu could think of some indoor sports -- especiall... with you around," the friendly-faced husband grinned. "Really, Nat, we ought to go up and help him out... Remember how well those kids did on their psychological development tests, after you gave them that photography lesson..." He winked exaggeratedly and the dark-haired young woman laughed aloud."Let's look at those pictures, Mark," she purred. ‘Slide over, kids,’ JoAnn said, and skootched in next to me. She and Vanessa wrapped arms around me from either side. Each leaned over to kiss my cheeks, then leaned further and kissed each other right in front of my nose, with just a little tongue action. ‘Mmmm, this is pretty cozy,’ Vanessa said, and licked my ear. ‘I agree,’ JoAnn said, and tagged my epiglottis with her tongue. Cindy was still on the other side of the picnic table. She looked left out. ‘Hey there, I’m feeling kinda left. Working her hands expertly across the length of my shaft. Sometimes using both hands and pumping my cock with them. Other times one hand while the other cupped my balls. I really wanted her to take my cock into her mouth but was too mesmerized by how well she was jerking me off to ask for it. I really had no idea where this was going to go or how was it going to end. Was she going to suck me off? Was she going to hop up on the table and let me fuck her brains out? She wrapped her finger. ’ ‘That’s what I want too. It’s just a matter of time and this fairy tale will come true,’ she said as she slid her amazing body over mine, reached back, and guided me into her one more time. When Vannie left for Los Angeles on Tuesday afternoon, it was with mixed emotions. She would be returning on Friday, but today I needed the rest. We had worn each other out making love. I knew she must be sore, but she didn’t once complain, and I didn’t dare let her down. I suppose we were catching up on.