Although sometimes the drinks would indeed be unlimited, our bottomless happy hour consisted of meeting on Wednesday night at each other’s apartment... to share drinks and chat while being naked from the waist down. Originally our happy hour started with us being completely naked and masturbating while we chatted over some drinks, however, we lived in an old building with radiators that only produced heat in the mid 60's and it was just slightly too cold to be naked the whole time. We found it. My mind started to race as he sliped his shorts down, and kicked them off. He had such a perfect body, and his dick was amazing. Clean shaved, 8" long, and a head to die for. he waded in, and took a position beside me, thrusting his own dick into the mud."You gay, or Bi?" he asked me."Bi." Same. always had fantasy's of meeting someone here" he said, slowly moving his hand towards my ass. "I've always wanted to just fuck someone here in the mud, both on top, and bottom". His hand now just about. She began thrusting her fingers in and out, building a steady rhythm as she reached further inside me. She eased a third finger inside now and she began thrusting a little harder and faster."Oh yes right there...don't stop!"Her fingers were rubbing my sensitive inner walls and clit. I was crying out the feelings were so intense. I had lost all my inhibitions all control my legs and body were thrashing about. "Unnnghh!" I heard myself cry out loud. My climax came in waves, causing my back to. My nostrils flared as I began picking up all those little nuances like sweat and scent, my heart was pounding and no need to tell you how wet my panties were."Do you want to watch me", I fired back, my own voice think with my sudden rising desire. My thighs shook with my sudden body weight, gravity was pulling me down, making it easy for a man to mount me, and I saw my brothers hard-on swell, with my choice of words that I spoke to him, "Watch me doing what"?I went to the balcony in my turret.