”I felt myself go damp between my legs. Was this really happening? Casey and I had fantasized about being with another couple for so long!“Hey, I�...��m all for letting Jon do whatever he wants with my boobs, but can we go inside at least? I feel kind of exposed out here.”Liza said, “I have a better idea. Why don’t we take off our clothes and go skinny dipping in your pool?”The next thing I knew, we were all stripping off our clothes and jumping in the pool. Jon swam over to me and grabbed a breast. “That night,” she wrote, “I experienced something that was infinitely more than just pleasure. I can only call it sheer ecstasy, bliss beyond anything I had ever imagined. As if my whole being, my very soul, had been melted and remade. She took me to heaven, opened the gates and led me in.” Fenella’s words were turning me on and reawakening the urge to touch myself. Juicy beads were oozing out from between my outer labia. I decided to resist the urge for the time being, just to see how much. I spotted Anne again round about 1.00 am, it looked like she was saying goodnight to Phil as he left the room as I was walking over to suggest to Anne it was time for bed. On arriving in our room I noticed the bed covers were a little messier than when we left earlier in the evening but I put it down to a memory lapse, though on actually getting into bed I felt a damp sticky spot on my pillow after touching it with my fingers and smelling them I realised it was a guys cum. I turned to Anne and. She glanced up at me, her eyes pleading, but I simply took another picture of her and left the power on until someone, a woman who was possibly her teaching mentor, came over and spoke to her. And so it went for the next twenty minutes or so: when she needed to focus I left her undisturbed; as soon as she was unattended the vibrator was switched back on. By the end of the evening she was regularly dabbing at her brow and upper lip with tissues and I had captured some of her more interesting.