Sliding his shirt off, he neatlyfolds it and sets it aside. Then he bends down reaching to take off his shoes. Seeinghim bend over I say, ?Hold it th...ere Doyle.? I then walk around him wanting toget a look at his ass as he?s bent over. Bent over his ass really fills out hispants nicely stretching the fabric over his ass. Enjoying the view I reach outand swat each ass then squeeze his ass. He gives me a nice grunt and moan atthat. Walkingback around him I say, ?Ok finish undressing for me. Its fun’. Again everyone started to please her to make up her mind. Still Karan did not leave her wrist. Seeing this Vicky also took chance on her and came forward and caught other wrist of hers and brought her to the middle of all. All of them cheered. Then Karan held her waist tightly and held her left palm and intercrossed her fingers on help left palm and started ballad type of dancing.She was shocked at first. This angered Vicky as he was holding her right wrist and he had to let go of it.. ." She then reached down and took my hand and placed it around Trig's warm cock. A feeling of wonder and a sexual cock virgin's awe overcome me as I felt his cock jump and grow even harder in my hand. His cock was hot, hard, velvety soft all at the same time. This brought a height of sexual awareness and excitement I never knew existed. A feeling of brazen uninhibited illicit eroticism over took me when I felt Trig's cock. I loved the feel of his cock, but...still...did I want to kiss it?I. I said goodbye to Patty and thanked her for stepping in at the last minute to be a chaperone. All the time trying to act like we had a normal week at the cabin in the hopes that Peter would not notice that I was walking a little bow-legged because my pussy felt a little raw. I used Peter’s broken leg as an excuse not to have sex with him for a whole week as my poor delightfully abused pussy recovered.Of course, Peter’s leg healed and our annual trip with the boys got back to normal. But during.