“My neighbor, Private Shapur Rustam. Good man. Persian fellow. If one or two of my concubines gives birth to a dark-haired, swarthy kid, well, that�...�s par for the course. He takes the same risk when it’s his turn to deploy and he leaves me in charge of his girls. Nice ones, too. Both Middle Eastern like himself. We both understand that this duty and custody includes fucking the ladies as well. That’s part of the idea. We also know that while away, we’ll get some strange from the pool or. I turned on the hot shower and rinsed my body as I stood alone in the shower. As I was washing my face eyes closed, I heard the tap next to me turn on. I quickly washed the soap off from my face and was presented with a young white lad who was also enjoying his cleaning. I pretended not to pay attention to him, but his tall and masculine frame was quite a sight. I bent down to wash my legs but did so deliberately to give me an excuse to study his cock. While it wasn't as big as my first cock. Pat gave my cock a good hard sucking before Carol pronounced that Irene was ready for some cock. My wife bent over the back of a well padded arm chair, her legs astride exposing her wet gaping cunt. Pat stood behind her with me to one side to guide his cock into her waiting hole, Carol held he piss flaps apart and the tunnel open. Pat eased his tool into her to the point where it would go no further and then pushed forward with his his hips. Irene grunted a deep guttural grunt. The stud fucked. She looked at the beach, the boardwalk, her friends, her little pink toenails at the end of her long tanned legs. She gazed up at the azure skyand sighed; this is one of those perfect moments that you always dreamof.A pair of teen boys shyly approached the girls. "Excuse me ladies, wouldyou mind if we had our picture taken with you?" Without any discussion,her friends joined her in draping themselves around the excited pair. Asthe waiter snapped a pic, a darkened window behind him caught her.