Dripping with sweat she hurriedly got out of bed and undressed. Going into her bathroom she turned on the shower, using cold water only, and stepped i...to the frigid flow.The shock of the cold water brought her back to reality as she laid her head against the wall of the shower stall and allowed the chilly spray to cover her body. After a few minutes she reached down and added some hot water until she could feel the warmth. Twenty minutes passed before she reached over for the soap and began to. On the second night, one of the younger girls stopped me just shy of that final nudge which would have disintegrated her maidenhead.Muffy (yes, that really was her name!) had cried out “Stop!” in mid stroke and the Skipper was on me so fast it wasn’t funny. I hadn’t realized how strong she was until she actually lifted me bodily off the girl. Who wasn’t struggling.Muffy was lying quietly, tears streaming down her cheeks. The Skipper quickly checked and confirmed she was still intact, and. Her head ending up on the arm of the sofa and her legs now fully open and her right leg raised up and resting on Daves lap giving him full access to her now sopping wet hole. Dave pulled the thong strap away from her cunt lips and slipped a couple of eager fingers into her hot hole. My wife moaned and squirmed on the sofa. Brian now reappeared from around the corner and placed the drinks on the coffee table. He walk around to the sofa arm where my wifes head was resting and quickly undid his. Her large hips and large, but perfectly shaped behind, wiggled in hertight black sweats, threatening to burst forth and show what the guyswho laid eyes on her would just love to see. Her tight shirt clung justas tight to her torso, allowing everyone to see her precious, perfect Ccup breasts, and shoved that gorgeously white cleavage out for everyoneto see. Her belly button dared to crawl out from under the shirt, andbring the rest of the party along with it, dazzling the many men evenmore. Her.