“Missus Lisa, what was that?” He smiled at the three of us.I said, “Karen, you know. Explain it ‘all’ to him. Lisa and I must help and direc....”Karen’s eyes were big as saucers then went dreamy for a second. Brightly, she said, “John, have I got a story to tell you!”Lisa said, “There are benches out back. Go!” They left with Karen taking John’s hand and pulling him with her. He wasn’t fighting her tugs. Lisa said, “That’s a romance that just might blossom a bit. They’re good kids.”We got. Honestly I had been fucking her beyond my limits for better than decent length of time until again my balls grew heavy with the urge to shoot and this time closing the eyes, counting backwards was not going to work almost surely. She was so tight, feeling so good around my cock. I wanted to cum, fill her up with every drop of my sperm. I wanted to see my seed flowing from her pussy and swept upto her ass with my fingers, I wanted to smell the heavy musk perfume of our orgasms mixing in the air.. I examine the smooth skin of your forehead, the wisps of hair at your temples, the soft flesh behind your ears. You feel my breath tickle your skin, and I hear your sharp intake of breath as my lips brush your neck. Now I hold you, lightly, and you clutch at me desperately, assuring yourself of my reality. I feast on the skin on the nape of your neck, tasting the delicate hairs there, smelling the subtle perfume of your body. The heat that rises from you is palpable, and I absorb it, adding to. Even the other women!Glenn came up and claimed his prize and led me back to his chair and pulled me into his lap. At first he just held me there with his arm around me and teased me about how much fun he was going to have this weekend with his sexy young slave. Glenn is almost fifty. I imagine it has been a long time since he had his arms around a girl my age.He pretty much behaved himself . . . at first. But over the next hour I had to get up and get us both a beer twice. He insisted that I.