.. oh, the blonde with that red, off-the-shoulder thing on?" Uhhhhh," Brad stalled. He hadn't gotten around to looking at what the woman wore. "Yeah, ...that's her... she look familiar to you?"Ashley peered at the girl for a long moment. "No... I don't think so... have we gamed her before or something?" Nah... is that a... uh... a pageboy hairstyle... like she's wearing her hair? Looks like one... see where it kinda molds her head, and it's pretty short... and it curves in right under her jaw and. Next morning we sleep in. A text message arrives from our friend, She can’t be home again until Friday, the day before we are supposed to leave. We go to a spa and get ourselves massaged. We go on a boat tour of the islands. We even try deep-sea fishing. The next day you get a wild idea and insist we go to the local airport. There you manage to find a plane for rent and so we do an air tour of the whole area with you at the controls. It’s a float plane so we have lunch at a deserted island that. The wife was pretty overweight and definatly not my type. But she was very ‘friendly’ with all three of us guys. Right in front of her husband she would begin to rub my hair and touch my thigh. She would go between the three of us and make comments about us being away from home and asked us how long it has been since we were ‘satisfied’ We all though she was joking. In the mean time I was talking to my wife on the phone and told her about the woman and her husband. My wife was really. Her tongue began bathing his balls.It was sublime. It was wild. He cried out from the instant heat ofpassion that coursed through his cock and balls.And then she started bobbing up and down. On each downstroke, she again took the full length of his driving cock-meat into her throat. Her mouth, as she dove and sucked, became like a sheath that threatened to unhinge his mind."God, oh, God! Can you suck a cock!" he cried.The pleasure that filled him as she sucked him was intense. He feltlike his.