Bouncing shoulder to shoulder between us, Rachael pointed and laughed at the elephant in the parking lot.“It’s a Winnebago?” “A Minnie Winnie.... It was a 25th anniversary gift from my ex, last June.” I loosely explained.“It’s Cute.” Tim chirped. “But not as cute as you two messing around in the corner.”“Cute, huh? What would you say if I told you she played with my tits in the bathroom about 20 minutes ago, and I felt her sexy bush? You think that’s cute you fucking man-whore?” Rachael flirted. John, feeling really brave, removed his shorts so he was now naked, giving Stacey free access to his huge erection, Stacey had let go of John's cock while he removed his shorts, but she soon had her fingers wrapped round it once his shorts were off. Stacey had also quickly removed her top and her shorts soon followed, leaving her wearing only a tiny, white G-string.Still the pair never spoke, yet they seemed like long-term lovers, exploring each other’s body and appearing to know what the other. "I like how it feels in my ass. It's making me want to cum." He pushed it in deeper and heard a louder moan. "Work it deep, Darling. I'm coming." He did as she asked, finger fucking her ass, as she whimpered and stiffened. He was making her cum with a finger up her ass. She shook and sighed. "Thank You, Sweetheart. That was nice. MY turn, now." She rolled out from under him and got on top to offer herself in 69 position. She slid back, and her pussy was barely in front of his chin, as she took. I repeat with the inside of your right thigh. Once, twice, thrice… fifteen times. You’re tempted to count, worried I might not have been waiting for you to do so for the count to begin, but, the good girl that you are, you hold your tongue knowing that you have not been ordered to count - yet.I set the crop back on the table, and, from across the room, and, with my first words to you in person, I say with an even tone, “Stand up.” You do so, slowly as your legs move for the first time in 40.