Fuck even his lips are strong, what the fuck?She noticed he had let go of her hands, and so put them to use, taking her turn to feel his body as they ...ontinued to kiss with reckless abandon. She wrapped her arms around his back, feeling every fiber of muscle shift as his hands slid down to her ass, cupping each cheek before lifting her up and laying her on her bed. His body always stayed in contact with hers. His muscles rippling against her soft skin. It was here that she felt his hard shaft. Each came up to me and gave me a kiss, and my hands explored enough to learn that neither was wearing anything beneath the thin cotton shirts. We all sat down and enjoyed a leisurely breakfast and simply had a quiet morning.“Margaret and I have been talking, dear, and if it’s alright with you, we thought she might as well spend the weekend with us. If it works out OK, perhaps we can make this a regular weekend activity once in a while. What do you think?” she asked sweetly.“Well…I suppose so,. .."Jennifer grinned and took hold of Peter's hands, using them to cover the top of her blouse. "There, that should protect me from roaming eyes."To Peter, this was a moment that he had only dreamed of. He took the hint and began exploring with his hands, feeling the swells of Jennifer's breasts and gently pressing them."It's okay," Jennifer encouraged him. "You can squeeze them a little harder. They aren't going to fall off."Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Peter literally jumped off. As we finished our tea, Kristian suggested that the three of us retire back to their hotel room, and as we stood to go, and as Hanna readjusted the scarf over her head, that's where we went.By the time we were in the room, I could hardly contain myself, and as I began undressing Hanna (while Kristian stepped back and watched, as well as taking a few photographs), Hanna and I suddenly became impassioned, and even though Kristian was barely three feet away from us, I began to devour this gorgeous.