She was breathing loudly. He peeked around her and saw what was going on.He knew about this thing, had heard about it anyway, but hadn't thought boys ...ctually DID it. He saw Sam thrust her hips up off the blanket and she cried out again. Now that they could see her it was obvious she wasn't in pain, that she wasn't being forced, and that something that felt exceptionally good was going on.Sam felt that astounding feeling coming back when George fastened his lips around her clitty and sucked it. Not wanting to waste any of the delicious juices streaming down her legs, I knelt behind Maggie and licked up the juices I found there.As I licked her legs, my hands were on her ass and I could feel the heat emanating from where I had been whipping her. After I had relished her juices, I waited while Maggie regained her strength from her tremendous orgasm so I could untie her.“My ass is so sore I can hardly walk, Sir. You really whipped my ass today and got me to cum big time,” she said,. I’m not really into evaluating guys' cocks, but I’d say Frank was okay. The shaft went from his pubic hair, about five inches, to a pinkish head. The women seemed to appreciate it, clapping at its unveiling.It was then that I heard my wife say, “Go ahead, baby. Show them what you’ve got.”That was all the encouragement I need. I faced the women and slowly rotated my hips to the music. I hitched my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear and slowly started to pull them down. All eyes were on me. I'm not beautiful by any stretch of the imagination though I've always liked to think that I'm not what my ex would have described as a dog either. Considering we were married for twelve years I doubt if he thought I was either.I'm five feet six inches tall in bare feet and weighing in at a perfectly respectable eight and a half stones, I can still get into a size twelve dress and, whilst that might not be the perfect ten, it was close enough for most women, especially at my age.I sighed again.