Stepping into her suit and grabbing a towel, she headed out for the pool. It was a bit dark out as a blanket of clouds covered the dim moonlight, but ...he had no trouble walking the path as she knew it like one knows the rooms of a house. As she made her way to the pool, her thoughts wandered back to the images of her book, of the exciting and erotic final tryst of the heroine. And again, the unmistakable imagery of Old Man Viagra and that familiar tingle he brought along with him. She quickened. Als wir dran waren nahm sie der Weihnachtsmann auf seinen Scho?.Er fragte was sie sich w?nsche. Sissy sagte das sie gerne das neueBarbietraumhaus h?tte. Der Weihnachtsmann sagte schaun wir mal. Dannermahnte er sie noch doch bald aus den Pampers kommen zu m?ssen. Sissywurde rot im Gesicht und ich sagte das kann noch dauern. Dann fragte ernoch wo ihr Papa sei. Sissy sch?ttelte mit den Kopf. Dann fragte er obsie sich einen Papa w?nschen w?rde. Sissy schaute den Weihnachtsmann anund nickte. I smiled and lifted her into my arms.By now we were naked, clothes strewn around, and I walked to the nearest pillar and laid her down gently and bent over her. I caught her fingers and kissed each of her fingertips before sucking each of her fingers. She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh as I kissed the inside of her palms, the inside of her elbows….. her collarbones.The bronzed beauty before me elevated my own need to levels bordering physical pain. But more than that, I desired to. I told them I was bi and they said that the husband is 'open minded'. After just one drink we were getting along fine and the wife asked if maybe we should head back to their place for another drink. It sounded good to me as I was getting a hardon in my jeans and black speedo already.Their house was only a 5 minute walk from the bar.When we walked in the husband went to the kitchen to make some drinks and the wife pushed me down onto the couch and we started making out. Our lips (and tongues).