As soon as I made that decision a little choir inside my head was already justifying that if I were discreet and they promised to be as well that it w...ould be alright. Furthermore, while some people have those imaginary angels on one shoulder saying “No, don’t do it," and a little devil on the other giving them peer pressure; I have a little devil on one shoulder saying “Go for it, you always wanted to try out the landscapers anyway. A father-son threesome would be good for you!” and a. She thought it was funny that I had to sit there for the next five minutes because I had a woody that wouldn't quit. I promised her a sound pussy thrashing for her impertinent behavior. She grinned and suggested I might also want to give her a sound spanking for her cheekiness once I finished molesting her. I countered by suggesting that her daughter be made to witness what happens to women who annoy me. Gwen was out, probably shopping at the local shops clustered around the resort. In. We’ve all seen how hard you work over the years. Plus, now you’re a manager! You deserve a little break!.” Amy gestured around the room, and all the girls, even those Alexis had only just met, agreed vehemently.“Okay, that’s very nice of you to say Amy, but-““No buts! Sit down and relax.” Amy loudly stated as she walked over to Alexis, grabbed both of her hands and led her on to one of the lounges in the main room. It was in a circular fashion, and all girls comfortably fit on the three. Pressing your hand deeply between my legs and squeezing my puss through the jeans that are by now moist with my juices. I close my eyes as you stroke a long finger back and forth along the center seam...moving my pelvis to match the strokes...pushing it further and further between my swollen lips with each stroke You find the spot that rubs my quivering clit. You know you've hit home because my hips buck forward and I take in a deep hissing breath. My eyes fly open. The bartender is still at.