It baffled me, because she never, absolutely never, leaves any clothing lying around the house.Next, my eyes found her house shoes at the hallway entr...nce. Her panties were in the floor … at my bedroom door.As I reached my door, I could hear soft breathing (just short of a light snore) coming from inside.I stepped in and saw the most pleasing sight of my young life. There, on my bed, was a brunette goddess with small tits, a thin waist, full hips, smooth creamy legs and a dark, triangle patch. Mr. Smithson rose to leave, we shook hands and he bid us good day. As I was closing the door, I saw Al and Bernie's pickup truck coming around the corner. I walked outside to meet them. They started up the walk and I went down toward them, I reached out my hand to shake with them and they pulled me into a three way hug. We stood there hugging on the front sidewalk, three grown men crying and holding each other. Finally we broke and headed toward the steps, Grace was at the top to greet them. We. She recognized the signs... the tenseness and the determination. The experienced swinger knew how to make it perfect for the girl. She could help to draw it out just a little bit longer.Helen moved her hand very slowly. The entrance to Stacy's cunt was stretched around her knuckles. Helen rotated and shifted her hand slowly, making sure Stacy could feel every movement but not applying a lot of force anywhere. The vibrator's handle bumped and rolled across the back of Helen's fingers. All of. There was still snow in the pass, and we dressed in our warm clothing, as it was chilly so high up this early in the spring. We made a cave in the snow for the three nights we were hiking above the snow line, and it was cozy and warm with the tiny fire made from wood we dragged along on the sledge. The snow made the sledge no effort at all to pull, and I knew I would miss the ease of movement when we again got on the rocks, dirt and duff again. I showed Dora on a short down slope how fun it.