"Turn it off," Lenore said. "I need my beauty sleep."I gazed down on the two women. Ashley with her athletic body and long blond hair was lying on her...side with her arms around the torso of Lenore. The black haired woman was on her back with her full breasts pointing directly into the air like two mountain peaks. Drying blobs of semen speckled her right breast as she lay on the mattress with her eyes closed."You have no need for beauty sleep," I challenged Lenore. "You are already beautiful.. Toss in the fact that I had slashed my toe open on a mysterious object at the bottom of the lake as well, and I suppose that forgetting my trunks was a blessing in disguise.Up to this point, I don't believe that I've spoken more than three words to Liz, aside from basic introductions ("Just don't call me Beth," she said). I knew from Sean that she was a NIH (National Institutes of Health) student, which meant that she would spend part of her first two years at Hopkins, but do her doctoral work. Oh my God, what a picture. I could hardly believe what I was seeing. My wife, sucking off a black man, a stranger no less, and masturbating herself with a toy that he had just given her. I had to restrain myself from touching my own twitching penis which was now dribbling sticky pre-cum over the bed.I groaned my approval and she raised her eyes to look at me and although her mouth was full managed to convey a smile in my direction. We were both then shocked when the sound of a cell phone was. ”“Cool. Man it’s still really steamy out here. You take hot showers.”“So wait for me in the living room or something.”“It’s fine. I’ll just take my shirt off.”“Good one.”“So yeah, that is a real problem, though,” Sarah said.“What?” Randy asked.“I’m like, so fucking horny I’m ready to vault onto a fire plug or something.”“That sounds pretty horny, I guess.”“No shit. I have girl blue balls. It’s been weeks. And like I said, Justin wasn’t that great anyway.”“Wish I could help you out, but I.