I asked Carl, “Have you ever been to San Jose?”“No, why do you ask?”“I was just thinking that us three guys should get away for a weekend.�...�This came as a surprise to Baxter as well as the wives who protested loudly, “What about us?”“You could go too. Stay in separate hotels and do your own thing. We’ll do our thing.”Thus, the groundwork was laid, pardon the pun. ---Baxter and his wife made all the reservations, separate hotel for the gals. We guys were set up in a suite. Double single beds and. Naked below the waist, she turned around and shifted backward, her tiny but pale rump hovering over its destination. With a shy hand, she reaches back as to hold the towering veiny shaft in place before she squat into place.The bulging head makes contact with the crevice between her asscheeks. It stops. Either unable to squeeze into the tight orafice or halting due to her hesitation. She rises, then descends with the same effect. The very tip pressed against the wrinkles of its barrier inside.. My fingers slowly rubbed all around my vulva then as they moved a little faster my left hand moved in and my left, middle finger went into my vagina whilst the fingers on my right hand started rubbing just my clit which was as big as I’ve ever seen it. Being asleep must have given my body plenty of blood to push to my clit to make it bigger.Then it was 2 fingers going in and out of my vagina and my right fingers going faster and faster.Back in the awake world, I realised that my hands were. “Well, I… err”As I stood in the hall, watching mom from behind, I could see a big drop of sperm ooze from her pussy. The thick string of pearly white cum dangled from her swollen lips and then landed on her thigh, where it slowly began to dribble down. There was no way anyone in the room could have missed it.“Is that… cum?” my sister asked.“Yes, it is. It’s Mark’s... Let’s say he passed the test… with flying colors”“So he did, did he?” dad said, a strange smile on his lips.Mom nodded. “Third.