Our living room, calm and sedate only an moment earlier, was transformed into a three-ring circus in the blink of an eye. The boy, a bright shade of c...imson, was grabbing at his pants, trying to stuff his wilting hard-on back in, running for the door at the same time, stumbling and tripping as he run, cursing. Heather, shrieking, was covering her face with her hands; then, still screaming unintelligibly, she began to dash around the room aimlessly.I guess we didn't know exactly how to react. On. As the group's philosophy contained a loathing for colored people I was not surprised to see that she appeared to be South American with lovely chocolate colored skin. Her breasts seemed to be surgically enhanced, but the enhancement served to compliment her over all appearance. She had a bubbly personality and was eager for my plan to succeed.She chatted with Julie as I went out the front to see if there was any sign of the first cars. Julie seemed to be getting on quite well with Trixie when. “Wow.” Then I told him how we switched back to the original couples, and went at it again, only this time I stayed with my girl and the other guy stayed with his, but what I didn’t tell Steve was that I kept thinking about the other guy and imagining his cock against mine and half wishing my girl would call “Switch!” again. I was raging hard now and it was all I could do not to stick my had in my pants. Steve I could tell was feeling the same. He shifted uneasily on the sand and reached in a. His scent was clean and masculine and I imagined if I brought my lips to his I would taste the salt of the ocean upon them and in those hours, I imagined that quite often. The occasional brush of his hand against my leg sent chills through me and I struggled to stay in control when all I wanted was to be anything but in control. I had one eye on the clock as the evening wore on, sure that at any moment he would tell me he needed to go home but even as the evening turned into night and then to.