You must be good for our snoring."Betty yawned and said, "I'm an old lady and need more sleep than you two youngun's. If you don't let me sleep later ...than this, I'm not going to sleep with you two."It was after seven, so that meant we had slept for at least eight hours. "How long do you like to sleep Betty?" Usually only eight or nine hours, but I go to bed later than you most of the time and hardly ever get up before ten," Betty said, trying to snuggle closer.Shirley said, "I do that a lot. He looked down at my thighs appreciatively and ran his hands over them, feeling their softness. His palms scalded my as they traveled closer and closer to my snatch rubbing and fondling my thighs. As I closed my eyes and struggled to free myself, the driver slowly but deliberately began to stroke my pussy through my flimsy black panties. I was terrified and stared back at him as he began to unzip his trousers. He wore no underwear and his cock sprang out from within. It was thick and black and. Both lads could not keep their eyes off her long tanned legs and the soft curves of her round boobs. Even her hardened nipples could be seen through the thin material.Despite the fact that I was becoming rather intoxicated with too much rum, the thought of my wife flirting with these two lads had me as hard as a rock. I felt I was as horny as hell and I wanted to fuck.But then I thought I could be a voyeur; watching my sexy wife in the hands of those little black bastards…I was sure Ana would. On the way we found our conversation was getting a little bit more erotic was fine with me and she was into talkin we're discussing fantasies and what we would like to do. Has the afternoon World on into the evening sitting on the boardwalk overlooking the ocean we decided to go get some dinner grabbing something quick going back to the boardwalk and having a great meal of a good conversations. Taking walks on the beach was always a nice evening with this night it was getting pretty dark out as.