“Basketball is dumb. Play soccer instead,” and he walked to the computer.Shelby and I exchanged looks of ‘basketball isn’t dumb’ and ‘that... was a close one’ before heading out the door to pick some orders.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I didn’t even have a chance to ring the doorbell when Shelby opened the door. She was wearing a thin black coverup over her floral bikini.“Welcome to the party,” she giggled, not nervous at all for the reason I was there.“Hey… you didn’t tell me. . would you like to run down to the lake before go? Maybe let the “Bird” fly a bit?”“That sounds wonderful.”Lake Pontchartrain is about twenty four miles in diameter and along the northern shore is a small city of Mandeville. There is a street that runs along the lakefront for a dozen blocks or so. People seem naturally drawn to the beauty of the moonlight shining on the water and the hint of salt in the air on the breeze from the lake. That silver moonlight only made her silver mane more. "There are four more who want to, but most of the wives and girlfriends know what is going on in here and they are keeping a close eye on their men."Just then the bedroom door opened and a pretty little brunette walked into the bedroom and said, "Bill, are you going to be much longer?"Bill, who had just mounted Becky, said "About twenty minutes sweetie."The brunette turned to me and said "I don't do gang bangs, but I do play around some. Can I suck your dick while you watch them fuck your. If, however, she got pissed off he would then have to leave immediately and miss out on his ogling. If only, he lustfully contemplated, he could just rip of his shorts and run over and fuck her.As Felipe watched with his t-shirt hanging over his shoulder, he became aware of the horny perspiration coating his entire body. Lifting his left arm he looked at the damp bush of hair that was pasted to his armpit. He took a sniff and reflected ruefully that he had not washed under his arms before.