Those teasing kisses and licks promised much better pleasures on the way.Debbie caressed Susan’s belly with her fingertips as she kissed and lip-nib...led Susan’s breasts, avoiding her stiff nipples to concentrate on the milky white flesh surrounding them. The fingers stroking Susan’s belly inched down slowly; Susan’s belly quivered with excitement. When Susan thought she couldn’t stand anymore of Debbie’s teasing, the blond woman suddenly cupped Susan’s pussy mound, pressing against the cotton. We were also both pretty big for our age with all the physical stuff we were doing. Anyway, we're in and now what do we do. The pool table was in a back room and there was a row of booths along both walls. We slid into one of the booths and tried to look nonchalant. Anyone who had bothered to look would have spotted Patrick's ridiculously cool pose as fake in a second, but nobody did. Or again, it was a who-gives-a-shit moment. The waiter came over and we ordered beers, a first for both of us.. He wore no top to cover his hairless broad rippling chest and strong muscular arms. The Count had oiled his smooth skin and bulging muscles to a high sheen. He admired his own powerful profile in the floor length mirror. His highly defined muscles and veins glowed in the candlelight, the ridges on his abdomen hard and lacking even the slightest amount of fat. Jean smiled in admiration at his own male perfection understanding why young Martine and so many other gorgeous women on the island had. Her eyes went wide, their size bigger in what was reflected from his pupils. Why am I’m holding a cock right now?“Okay, that’s it for today,” she said as she placed both hands on his chest and pushed. “Fuuu,” he sighed in relief. He sat on his heels looking down at her, a few bullets of sweat dotting his shirt. “For a moment I was really sure you were gonna squeeze until it exploded.”I’d have to fuck the shit out of you to make that happen. She corrected herself immediately as she pried her.