“Well, I… can't really blame her. You look wonderful,” Alice replied, handing to Kathryn the bottle of wine she had bought for the occasion. “...ere, I hope you'll like it. I'm totally uneducated when it comes to wine so I just followed the merchant's advice.”Kathryn took a look at the bottle and whistled appreciatively.“Wow, a 2003 Colgin! Are you crazy or something? That bottle must have cost a small fortune. Really, Alice, you shouldn't have. Thank you so much. Karen isn't going to like you. As my hands travel up your sides, I feel the soft, pliant fullness of your breasts. My thumbs pass over your nipples, separated from your naked flesh only by a thin layer of cotton. I begin to unbutton your shirt and as I open the front, your sweet dark little nipples are free and open to me. They stand, puckered, and erect, aching in anticipation of my touch. My cock swells as your hand firmly strokes the bulge at the front of my jeans. I groan and fumble with the button. Laughing, you push my. ”“Raul was busy stroking and rubbing my lubricant across the head of my dick. Are you still there?”“Yes, I am here and busy. I have my legs open and looking at my bald pussy. I am parting my lips and placing two fingers in my wet pussy,” said Kristen.“Raul was making my dick feel so good the way he was stroking and putting pressure. He would go fast and slow down. I wanted to cum so bad.”“Oh, Zak. I am so wet and juicy. I will send you a picture of my wet pussy. Yes! Feels so good,” said. I love sex, but never with anyone other than John since we were married. But there are times when I would like him to be more enthusiastic, more creative, more assertive, even a bit aggressive in our lovemaking. Unknown to me at the time, I would find all four at the resort, but not with John.The other three managers knew each other well and were leaving Ray and Roslyn, his wife, out of their social circle, so I went over to where they were sitting and struck up a conversation with them. I.