His hands grasped her thighs, forcing them wide apart and down close to her chest. ‘Beautiful.’ He thought while wiping her juices from his mouth,...as he stared down at her moist cunt. It was the perfect shade of pink, like the color of a blush rose, darkening to a deeper shade of pink on her outer labia. It glistened in the soft light, as moisture escaping her tight nether mouth dripped down the cleft of her ass. He thought of driving his rock hard cock into her tight wet hole, but brushed it. He asked what I had in mind and I told him I want to try being on top. He agreed, so I crawled on top of him after he told me he had put the condom on (Its too dark to tell if he did or not, I found out later he didn't put the condom on). He smeared lube on his cock and pressed it agains my tight hole. So nervous I froze. After 30 seconds of him waiting he asked me if I was ok. I said yes and slowly tried to ease his cock into my tight asshole. With a little extra push from Steve the head of. I think for a little while, the surfing session reminded Sylvia and Rose why they had married the men they had, and they stuck close to us for the rest of the morning.Lunch was supplied by Adona's people that day. We'd noticed that they hadn't accepted our offers of food and some of them had looked a little queasy when we had eaten; especially meat.The meal was carried down from the larger craft and set out for us on Sylvia's and my dining room table. Not all of Adona's people joined us. They. "Inside, there were a half-circle of chairs facing a single man seatedon little stage. "Zed?" she asked. "You ready for our guests?" Sure thing hun," he answered. "Gather 'round folks, and I will tellyou the true story of how a little western outpost became known asTolerance Town." The tourists sat, and the man glanced at some notesbeside him, and then began."Well, folks, we have to go back to a little bit more than 5 yearsago. At that time, this town was called Tinsville. I was just a.