Inside, we were soon in the lounge room, and he immediately pulled off his wet singlet. I went straight for his left nipple - hot, erect, and salty wi...h sweat as I ran my tongue over it. I was down on my knees, running my tongue along the lines of his six pack, tasting his sweaty body, my cock throbbing in my boxer briefs."Get up" he said, as he pushed my back to the wall. Our lips locked, our tongues entwined, and our trapped cocks rubbed against each other as we pulled away each other's. After another can of beer I asked her again thinking that she would still say no; but instead she stood up and pulled of her top. What beautiful tits. I think Tyler was a little embarrassed…but not for long. Leanne sat down on the grass next to me and we started kissing. The next thing I knew, I was unconsciously playing with her tits and she was rubbing my cock through the shorts that I had on. It didn’t bother either of us that our friend was only a few feet away as I slid my hand into her. He looked back and saw Margery, his wife, cooking pancakes for him. Blueberry pancakes were his favourite and this had been a daily ritual for, oh for far too long. Sometimes it frightened him at how fast his life had gone by it if he thought about it, so he chose not to.As he turned to go back inside his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a distant roar. Henry's hearing had not been dulled by the years and could have heard a pin drop at twenty yards and he felt a long forgotten stirring in. I want to taste you two together.” She looked at me. “Tell us when you’re ready.” Then she positioned her face at Trish’s ass, head resting on my thighs. Trish looked at me and smiled.The pressure built in my groin. I gripped Trish’s hips as she worked them against my crotch. “Almost there,” I warned. My legs began trembling and I felt Connie’s fingers at the base of my cock. “Oh, fuck, NOW,” I cried as I pulled Trish away from my cock. Her tits hung with a nipple at each of my ears. Connie.