She had already taken a shower and was in a short little seen through gown with crotchless panties on. They all got a good view of her when they got t...ere, but they were ready to get clean and get started on her. Once they were finished, all 8 of us went together into our bedroom. We were already naked and ready to go. I remember 3 or 4 guys got into bed with her and quickly got her out of her gown. I could tell by looking at her that my little white wife was ready for some serious fucking that. They explained, that they always had one member of the group, who had to stay reasonably sober, to keep an eye out for the rest. Just my luck, the one I was interested in, was the sober one.Her name, it transpired, was Helen. Her face was almost pretty, just a bit angular and hard, but I found it fascinating. Her face changed when she smiled, then it was attractive.Her figure was fantastic. No big tits, in fact, they barely showed, but her body was slim and wiry. What stood out the most though,. Every spring, they open up the grounds for the Azalea Festival. It was awesome the Sunday we went. The blossoms were at their peak, and the bushes were higher than my head and trimmed into perfect balls, scarlet and white and pink and purple, that covered the grounds like a big woolly afghan.And, naturally, the first thing I thought of was how cool it would be to walk around them naked. That was just a fantasy, though.Sure.Mom and Dad set up their chairs and music stands on the front steps of. I whispered maro na darling maine kab mana kiya hai aur uska lund pakad kar phir choosne laga kisi aur ke dekhne ki wazah se jyada excitement ho rahi thi phir usne mujhe kutiya ki tarah jhuka diya ghutno aur hath pe aur mere peeche aakar meri thighs aur phaila di jisse mera hole aur khul gaya phir Mujhe vaseline ki yaad aayi maine use vaseline di aur kaha apka bohat mota hai ache se fingering karo pahle! Wo hansa aur meri phaili hui gand pe ek hath mar kar bola aaj raat ke bad kabhi vaseline ki.