Enjoying the feeling of our hands on our backs, we press close again,your breasts flattening against my chest. We kiss, not hesitating, ourtongues gre...ting each other like two old friends. Your pelvis pressesmine again, but with a difference... it encounters my stiffeningpenis. You chuckle huskily, and wiggle your hips. I smile and tickleyour short ribs. We fall to the bed, giggling.We roll together and, lying on our sides, embrace again. You throwyour leg over my hip and press your crotch to. My wife was wearing a black floaty dress, quite short but not obscene which showed off her boobs. She had a small thong on underneath. About an hour after we arrived a couple of guys arrived. I knew them all from our school days and didn't really like any of them back then. One of them called Weston I particularly disliked, partly because he had always been a total prick, and partly because he was my wife's ex-boyfriend. As soon as they bumped in to each other they were very touchy feely. Big. “There are a couple of web pages on the pad you can access to buy or order extra furniture from. Or you can go talk to Bones as he is also making unique items you can purchase if you wish.”They had not been sure how primitive they would find the accommodations when they got here. So, they had bought a wagon full of furniture. Don was amazed at the spacious living arrangement and the luxurious furniture, Sean called ‘basic’. He looked at Zan and grinned.The bed alone in one of the rooms was. "I could see how much you liked the look of his dong!"He saw how shocked I looked - how blown-out I felt at getting caught ball-deep up another lad's arse - and laughed. "Don't fuckin' sweat-it, dude! Finish yerself off and then I'll have my turn on him too!"He undid his belt and zipper and yanked his trousers and undies down to the tops of his thighs. His own thick schlong sprung up, looking a good few inches longer than mine now that it was properly out from his jeans.Like Harvey, he'd got.