Kim took her panties from me and threw them to her husband, who promptly wrapped them around histhrobbing erection. She then placed her hands on my he...d and drew my face into her golden bush. "See if I tasteas good as I smell," she said.That she did, and for several delightful minutes I lost myself in the heady taste and aroma of her aroused pussy."Oh, hon, he's good," Kim called out to her husband as I lapped up her flowing juices and swabbed her clitoriswith my busy tongue. And then I felt. They talk about how they hope the pics are real. the phone alerts. the real thing is here, coming to the room. she's dressed to impress w/ a super short mini skirt with the crotchless body stocking on underneath, heeled boots, tight top, pussy lips threatening to swell up and out from under the skirt. he's always a rugged handsome guy, full beard, beautiful eyes, nice rock hard ass. the real thing knocks and the ass whore lets him in. nice to meet you's go around nervously. she and the ass. Further your education." Well gee, thanks, professor," she said sarcastically, "Will any of this be on the exam?" I guarantee it. Just don't whack my balls. You can do almost anything except squeeze really hard and whack them." Hmm. That information might come in handy later. But can you, uh, not look at me while I do this?" Okay."So I lay back and studied the ceiling of the tent while Melissa explored. I felt her lifting my dick, squeezing it, stretching it, playing with my balls and feeling. I felt likerelaxing and took a bit long in the tub.”She gave me one of her lovely smiles. “That’s alright, Ican wait.” She pushed her long dark hair away from herface as she glanced down to look in her purse. Lyssa’s alovely woman, slim, about my height, with a girlishfigure and a lightness of movement that always draws asecond look from men — and quite a few women.I’ve known Lyssa since we were roommates in college. Wewere instant friends when we met.