Our loins and our hearts were celebrating orgasmic satisfaction and happiness. We three took a hot shower together. Our hands tickled and teased. W... groped, grabbed, and played. We toweled each other dry and I said, “Hey, I’m hungry. Wendy, didn’t you say something about staying undressed all day? Sounds good to me, let’s go eat breakfast.” The three of us scampered down the long, winding staircase. There wasn’t a stitch of clothing on any of us. I scooped Belle into my arms. Wendy. I'm 7 inches long and quite thick, which was perfect for her. She loved to be stretched out a little bit, but for at least 5 months now I can't fit in her tighter pussy any more if I'm fully hard. Candice is the same depth of 7 inches but is even tighter than my girl. But she said she wanted to be stretched out nice and slowly. As I was fucking her rotten, my dear wife said she would meet me at the beach along the Dallas Rd. Didn't give me much more than that. That beach runs for miles. When I. She had done what she was here to do and it was time to leave...Suddenly, she heard Mr. Masterson moving behind her and she felt herself being spun around. With uncharacteristic speed and agility, he lifted her up with one hand and put her over his shoulder. With his free hand, Mr. Masterson reached out and grabbed the camera and tripod. He turned and began marching with his beautiful young prize out of the living room and towards the staircase. "What are you doing!?" Bianca gasped, shocked at. , " Sara paused as she had to turn her eyes from MarkHer voice had trembled a bit as she found the courage to finally say THE word and Mark felt a little taken back. "She wasn't so self conscious just a few days ago, why is she now?" He pondered."Yeah... ?" Mark found himself both nervously anticipating but also fearing what might come next."How... how much did you... do it?" Her nervous smile gave away how twisted up she was inside."Sara, are you sure you want to talk about this?" Mark.