My name's Betty. That's my husband, Dan."I nodded to Dan, still holding her soft hand in mine as she made no effort to remove it, until I realised wha...t I was doing, letting it go slowly as I said "and that's my wife, Alice."The two girls smiled at each other and then Alice turned back to Dan and held out her hand, which her quickly took by the fingers and brought to his mouth, kissing the back of her hand softly, but like me, seemingly reluctant to release it and Alice didn't pull away. I was barely 18 and relatively new to sex. My experience was basically having intercourse with a couple of boyfriends while either jacking or sucking off a few more. I was at that stage in life when sex was so exciting and fresh, you would have thought I was a guy because it was on my mind so often and I masturbated frequently to satisfy my urges. Who am I k**ding, it's still fresh and exciting but nothing can replace that young sexual anticipation.A girl named Maggie was my best friend and. I think that Isabel knew that I favored her mother and I think she was jealous. Anyway Maria lay on her tummy with her feet up and then spread her feet, closed them, and opened them again. It was very intriguing watching them pivot around her knees. Then Maria rolled onto her back, lifted her knees, and then spread them, closed them, and spread them again. This time her legs pivoted around her ankles. Upon each open stroke I was treated to her pretty pink treasure. Isabel did the same and I. Alan returned with their wives, two white women in their twenties. They were both tall, slim, dressed in mini-skirts and thin t-shirts with no bras, I could see clearly their nipples on their tiny breasts which poked at the thin material. My cock twitched at the sight.“Come and look” Alan said to the women, (Alice and Jane), “We’ve got a present for you”The two women approached and howled with laughter when they saw me, my face burned red with shame. Alan explained that they had caught me.