Looking out the sliding glass door, Linda could see that there was a small seaside-fishing village about a mile or two across the water. Richard was s... cute. He was sleeping in just a t-shirt and his white socks. She wondered why he hadn't taken off the shirt when they were making love. It was probably because they were in a hurry and ended with a wild climax. After cuming like that, they both needed rest. He was on his back, with his flaccid cock flopped over to the side in a full rest. Chelsea asked what rumors and he said he would say in a minute but that he had something else to show her. He played the part with the girl impaling herself on the cock of one of the strippers. Chelsea raised her eyebrows."Who is that? Brittany claims it isn't her, but that she doesn't know who it is because she doesn't remember that part of the party." I can't say who it is either, but I do know that Brittany is right. First of all she didn't give that stripper a blow job. I was there during. Her outfit was completed with a pair of skin tight leather pants and long leather boots. Both of them kissed passionately and Darina ran her hands over every part of my sexy wife’s tight body. Her hand went up Ana’s mini skirt and I guessed she was rubbing her exposed pussy lips.My wife was soon moaning from the pleasure of her body being used in this manner. After a few minutes of this, Darina made Anita take her skirt off and lay down. As my wife’s leather skirt dropped to the floor I saw her. I felt Karen thrust in syncopation to Jackie’s own pelvic shifting, and I quickly followed suit. After a short time, however, Jackie just gave up on her own rhythmic gyrations, allowing Karen and me to thrust into her rigid frame with complete abandon. Jackie’s climax started with her increasing demands on Gloria to bite harder on her nipples. First telling her to bite one, then the other, and then back again, and each time calling her breasts ‘my girls.’ When I first heard her use that term, I.