" Maybe we should just fuck you then," Randi joked. "Or you can just lay there while Brock and I have a go." Slut," Meredith giggled."Prude," Randi re...orted. She sat down beside Meredith and tilted her head back on the couch. "That was more energy than I thought it would be. Jesus, I've spent eight hours dancing at a club and not felt this wrung out."Brock locked up the house and joined the women in the room, taking a seat opposite Randi, with Meredith in between.Meredith gave him a look then. She placed her hands upon Melissa’s hands as they caressed her thighs before sliding them off to feel the heat of the girl’s bare flesh. She stroked her hand over Melissa’s mound to the sound of soft gasps filling the air as Melissa lifted her bottom off the bed. Emily’s fingers stuck to the juices that spread over the crimson garment.Both women inhaled and exhaled in unison; both taking deep breaths, both of their bosoms heaving with anticipation.Melissa cupped her breasts with both hands and. After a languorous stretch, he pushed himself off the chaise and headed to the beach bar. With a margarita in hand, he returned to the chaise, settled back down and tried to relax. He sipped at the tart drink and stared out over the water, wondering how he was going to fill his time for the next twelve days. "Excuse me, is this one taken?" John looked up at the sound of the voice and for a moment, his mouth went dry. Then he recovered himself. "No, not at all." He reached down to drag the end. ." I said, knowing that she was about to ask for something. Like most people there, she never talked to me unless she wanted something."Come take a look at this!" she said, gesturing to her computer.She always used company e-mail for stupid personal things and her friends would gladly fill her inbox with whatever meme was presently popular. Shock video or inspirational crap... she had it. This was a long video slide-show of some arctic cruise filled with glaciers and adorable baby seals. I.