They fluttered up and down, bathing me with their naughty licking and lapping.It was incredible to experience.I squeezed my eyes tight and groaned at ...the delight that bathed over my cock. It was incredible to feel. To experience. They were doing such naughty and wicked things to me. Their tongues danced over my spongy crown. They licked and lapped over me.“Gods, yes!” I moaned.They purred, their fish tails witching. They raised up and then slapped down into the incoming surf. The warm water. Gently, after several unsuccessful attempts, I felt his “noodle” penetrate my labial folds and begin a slow gentle massage that was uniquely fulfilling. By the time his warm seed oozed into my receptive canal, the “size matters” debate had been superseded by the importance of technique. I thanked him as I rearranged my attire, and wandered over to Cheryl's prone form. Used beyond human limits; with bruise wounds sprinkled all over her body, a distended vulva oozing gallons of spent seed, and. Amanda then spied all the clothes and towels piled up on the sofa then looked at Jared with his unshaven face and absolutely filthy attire. She then looked back at those two dips in the bean-bag and asked, “Have you had a chick in here or something. And ... oh pooh! What is that awful smell?”Amanda was becoming aware of Jared’s unwashed body odor and the smell of stale beer drying up on the floor plus the smell of mud and dirt. Then she spotted the thing that Jared was hoping she might. From the corner of my eye I saw her watching me as I passed between her and the TV. She obviously was eyeing my growing hard-on and I was pleased."This program any good or are you just killing time?" I asked."It really sucks," Karen replied with a huge grin."Sorry to hear that. I was hoping it would be something we could watch together."Karen moved over and sat closer to me while she still remained on the sofa. Her eyes locked onto the growing cock in my boxers."I could think of something else.