Jeff merely shook his head in disapproval.“Yeah,” I said, “I didn’t know if they were dicks, or just being funny.”“Yeah, well,” Jeff sai..., “where I’m from, ‘Hey, fuckin’ four-eyes ... just kidding,’ isn’t funny.”“Where are you from?” I asked, changing the subject.“Philadelphia,” he said. “But my family moved to Knoxville two years ago.” Then he shrugged. “It’s okay, I guess.”“But I bet it’s not Philly,” Trip said. “Or Nashville, Atlanta, or New Orleans, for that matter.”“Mais, non,” Luke said.. My tits were jiggling, and I was waving my arms to keep my balance. Cameras were all around me, snapping away.I was intensely aware of my exposure.I was doing pretty well until I accidentally stepped on the ball instead of kicking it. Twisting my ankle, I went flying, legs all akimbo and landed hard on my butt while the ball scooted away from me.The cameras kept right on clicking as, wincing, I got up and rubbed my bruised bottom, brushing grass clippings off it, then limped after the ball, my. He smiled at us as he approached, and kissed us both on the cheek. “My dear ladies, what a delight to meet you both, thank you for coming to join us for some relaxation.” He took my hand and led me down the table to where his wife still sat. Claire was right, definitely a trophy wife, in her mid-20s, piled up blonde hair and an enormous chest – it looked unreal but, in fact, I was to later discover that is entirely natural. Definitely an Essex girl, she greeted us both and said, “Hi darlings,. When the opportunity arose and I felt Gloria was relaxed a bit I slid my hand up and between her thighs, oh my God I love this! So did Gloria, her eyes slowly drooping and another moan. She told me with her eyes she wanted me to continue and I slipped a finger along her extremely wet pussy lips. At this moment Steve asked if we were ready for a couple refills and Gloria meekly said sure and squirmed in her seat a bit and as his eyes took in her lovely breasts my fingers were caressing her.