Once she’d drained about half of the bottle, Jeanie had caught her breath, and the flames of her passion had ignited again. “Your cocks are so gor...geous,” she said in a husky voice, just above a whisper. “I want in that pussy,” Joe said while staring intently into her eyes and stroking his manhood. “Oh yes, fuck me.” Jeanie spun around on her bottom and scooted to the edge of the table again. Joe snatched up his wallet from the table and moved with her, his eyes intent on her body. As she. She bent to me, whispering.“Holy shit, you see that? It’s so fucking hot, fuck, I can see his cock inside her…” She raised up again. Leaned to them. Mouthed ‘fuck’, and looked at me. She leaned back down. “She’s so hot, his balls are wet. I want to lick them, or touch them. Should I touch his balls? I want to feel his wet cock and balls. Oh my god, what if I touch her?” Her voice lowered, and she pinched my nipples again. “What if I rub his dick and I touch her pussy?”The sound of wet slapping. Ruth did what little she could to straighten Elizabeth. She ran a comb through her hair, tugged at her torn clothing, and then patted her softly on the buttocks by way of encouragement. Ruth tidied herself then looked around at the other nubile girls who had made the trip with her. She was certain that they all looked more or less alike and that their features were somehow distinct from the average girl. She swore at herself for having such a thought, because she remembered that that was what. She dropped something on the floor, turned her ass to me and bend over to pick it up, my guess was no panties under her cut-offs and it showed what looked like a wet spot, a small one but there was one. A few minutes later same thing happened, she bent over and the wet spot had 'grown'.For a while nothing much happened, the cooking was finished, we sat down, poured each other some wine and started eating, first a soft taco she made and fed it to me. Near the end, she suddenly excused herself.