She slid in beside him, gasping as she felt his bare legs against her hand. Her hand crept up his leg, to discover that he was only wearing briefs. Sh...e smiled to herself. This would make her mission, oh, so much easier. She shivered from the cold and awkwardly zipped up the sleeping bag again. It was a tight fit with the two of them inside his bed. The combined heat from their bodies started to warm things up quickly. She felt the bulge of his cock against her hip and could feel her pussy. Jean asked, How do I fit you two in? How much, how many times”? In unison they said, “everyday”. She gasped. “And a several times. We are new at this” Peter added. Jean was once again shaking her head as Paul said, “We are kind of fast. We pop off quickly, if that helps”? She smiled saying, “that won't last, you'll get use to me, but I'll try to keep you satisfied”. Jean added, “But we three is our secret, Herbie and HS are not a part of this”. Paul dropped before her, opened her thighs,. “Is there someone else?”Carrie was opening the door as she vehemently responded, “Definitely no to that. It would take someone special.”“Then why do you have to go?”Holding the door open Carrie looked despairingly around the hall before she said, “I don’t know. Things aren’t the same.”“I think I know what we’ve both lost.”Carrie frowned as she asked, “What?”Paul was not trying to be clever when he said, “I think you’ll only find out when you’ve gone.”‘Peter Sarstedt’s voice replaced Ella’s as. This is the best of my memory to it but its not as well written as the last one. it pissed me off too. This story is not yet true. But it will be. My wife one day asked what I was writing and I let her read it. She got so turned on by it that she wants it to become a reality. So by the time you read this it has become reality.Me, my wife, and some friends had a long night of drinking and playing some card games, trying to play wii sports while drunk, and a bunch of other things. I got to.