30 and my head said ‘you’ve got a hangover’.By now the sun was streaming into our room and Julia was looking very peaceful lying on her back nex...t to me, with her ample breasts rising and falling as she breathed and her hard nipples looking very inviting. My whole body was telling me ‘go back to sleep’, but my conscience kicked in and I pulled myself out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror was not a pretty sight: a late night, too much wine and a silly smirk. She looked so different with actual clothing on that I had a blooming hard-on that needed immediate attention. I pushed up one side of her short shorts and confirmed she had no panties on underneath.It only took a blink of an eye to shove my big boy straight up the wet rear opening of her teenaged vagina and she moaned her appreciation into my reflection in the mirror. I looked down at her gaped backside and hit her bare side with my open palm delivering a stinging blow. She gasped out looking. "Who are you?" he demanded."Just a couple of fellow travelers," Brittany responded. She sounded casual and yet like she expected something.Kitty immediately stepped alongside her. "You wouldn't happen to have some chance would you?" Why?" David asked. "What could you do with it? Who are you? And what are you doing?" We have an important meeting to get to," Brittany said with a sniff."As if," David responded. "A couple of tramps like you." Tramps?" Kitty replied. "We aren't tramps." Then who are. I easily put in two fingers up to my knuckles. It felt so good my dick beganto grow. I came so quickly thinking back what had just happened to me.I was still so horny.After drying myself off I went over to my computer; as I paged thru the porn sites I was facinated by the women. I did not want to fuck them I wanted to be them. Wild thoughts wentthru my head. I went around the house looking for things which I can fuck myself with. I got a cuccumber from the frig; I smothered it with olive oil..