I was moaning to a near whimper. Rusty started breathing harder and moaning too. I put my hands on his shoulders as he slid my knees over his arms and...titled me further back. I closed my eyes. He sped up his stroke and I was trembling. Candy came over to us and passionately kissed her husband. She purred “MMMM...you like fucking this boy?” Rusty grinned with a blissful glaze over his eyes. She leaned over and kissed me as deeply and asked “You like my husband’s cock fucking you?” She kept. “Uhhh, uhhh, umph, umph!” He grunted his cream into her pussy.“Mmm, I love the sound of you cumming, very manly. Now I’m your wife for the weekend,” she smiled.“And I am your husband who cleans up his messes.” He kissed his way down her body, her knees bent and watched him lick his cream from her hole. Several men looking on cringed at the thought while several women silently approved of his loving style.“Excuse me.” Dan felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked up to see one of the women who. “Hi, sweetie,” said Joe as he stood and hugged his daughter.Everything seemed so normal to Kathleen and she breathed a sigh of relief. It remained normal until after dinner.Once the meal was completed and the table was cleared, they lingered at the table, sipping their coffee. “So,” said her mother, “I understand that you have a new hobby.”Kathleen immediately blushed, recognizing what her mother was referring to. “Yes, I suppose so.”“I think that’s wonderful. You must be a beautiful. Sleep came blissfully fast. *** For Parker, Chelsea became the subject of a long series of vivid dreams. In the dreams, she smelled like lavender and lemon. Her skin was warm and as soft as down, her mouth wanting. She wrapped herself around him, and, as he’d hoped, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath her sundress. In the dreams, he touched the wing of her cheekbone, so small beneath his hand. Parker awoke drenched in sweat each morning, hungrier than he’d ever felt. And each morning, he.