The thought of the Olympic Village reminded her of another kind of excitement she experienced there every day. Each night, she could hear sex noises a...ll around her. She had heard rumors before, that for each Games the IOC supplied the Olympic Village with thousands of condoms. She had had her doubts about that, but all that nightly moaning and screaming had convinced her that it had to be true after all.While she took the shower gel and began to soap her body, she tried to get her mind back to. She smiled and said, "I wasn't all that comfortable with Dee's suggestion either. I'd have done it I guess, but it wouldn't be the same as it may be if we decide it's ok. I know it's ok with Dee."I nodded to her, "Yeah. Dee seems to have this knack for setting things up without a lot of prior thought. Patience is not one of her strong suits, but we're working on that." We both chuckled and looked over at Dee and Carol. Both were sitting on the couch watching with big smiles softly caressing. She pulled out a black knee-length skirt, a smoothbright-white racerback brassiere with big underwireseamless foam cups, sweet white panties with a stringwaist, and a creamy, thin, fuzzy, stretchy sweater inpashmina. I showered and shaved any new hair on mybody, legs, chest and face. The clothes were heaven.The panties kept my cock and balls out of sight. Thebrassiere, Melissa's brassiere, had rather large cups,unlike the bodysuit which, because it was made ofstretch material and padded, didn't. I felt my dick pushing against her leg. And I pulled my tongue out of her mouth. I went farther down. Across her nipples. Down to her stomach. And I slid my mouth between her legs. She gasped. And thrust her ass up in the air. She buried my face in her pussy. And came.I was soaking wet. And I mean literally, I was dripping all over my face from when Hannah came.I pushed her back on the living room floor. I spread her legs. I looked at her laying back. She had her eyes closed. She was heaving,.