Jerard’s hands were grabbing the softness of my breasts, rubbing Maurice’s jizz all over my tits, then down my torso to my belly button. I guessed...my nipples were getting used to the hard attention since he had been pinching them pretty hard, and I was feeling no pain from them. Nor was I feeling pain in my tight ass any longer as Jerard pumped furiously. I could feel both cocks fighting for position deep inside different parts of me. My velvet walls were pulsating to the duel pressure. Jesus,. By this time I think she had figured out my intentions. I straddled her legs and poured baby oil into my cupped hand. I closed the bottle and laid it to the side. After a minute my hand had warmed the oil up nicely and I started to rub my hands together letting the excess fall onto Mary Ann's back. I rubbed the oil up and down her back and the began my massage starting with her neck and shoulders. “Mmm, that feels so good,” Mary Ann said as I continued my massage. “It's been ages since I had a. It’s as hot as you two seem to be.” Darla and I, still naked as the day we were born, flopped off of our floats and got out of the pool to join Paul on their patio near his charcoal grill. I sat down in a lawn chair and Darla sat on my lap. Paul said, “Dirk, the reason I’m cooking wieners is that Darla admires their shape and she enjoys sucking each one before I put it on the grill. She likes to hear them sizzle when they get hot.” Darla leaned over and whispered to me, “I like their shape and. His mouth moved down the delicate column of her throat and he nipped at her delicate flesh. Dragging his hands away from her breasts, he planted them on either side of her and held his torso above her."Look at me, Christine!"His words were a plea, not a command. Gentle and beseeching. She opened her eyes and lifted them to his. Their eyes met. Flaming amber and burnt umber. They could not look away from each other. They had no wish to look away. Erik surrendered to his body's overwhelming need..