She looked up at me and said thank you and that she really needed that after the last stretch out of town. We laid out in the sun for another half hou...r drying off and soaking up the hot sun and letting it wash away our tan lines. Finally I said it was time to think about getting dinner ready and we headed back inside. Ginger washed a bunch of potatoes and wrapped them in foil and handed them to me. I took them out the grill and started them cooking. Then she took 5 ears of corn and I. Vic kept both pussies oozing his white semen, which he had to drink when I sat on his dick and Veronica sat on his face. For a treat, I took out my lube and slathered it all over his cock. I positioned his cock at my other orifice and sat on it. Veronica ate and fingered my pussy while Vic filled my rear."I don't know how you might feel about this," Veronica offered when that had paused, "but we have another couple coming over tonight. Alexsandra and Henry Salcido." Oh?" They're like us.. . oh, what the hell," Mark said, taking the plastic cup from Mike. He was glad he'd stuck to the punch; apparently the bar mixed them pretty stiff. "What's in this stuff, anyway?" Don't know," Mike admitted. "All Carrie has ever said is that it's based on some sort of German forty-rod that Helga imports from the Black Forest." He laughed, and went on, "There was the year that someone got the bright idea of making the punch out of equal parts of tomato juice and Budweiser, with a little steak. For instance, we could go to a nice candlelit restaurant for a nice meal and then possibly going to a club dancing. I know most of those you've dated, when you've gone to a nightclub or party, they mostly leave you alone with the other women while they chat and brag to their buddies. Nevertheless, to most of them you're just arm candy; something that they can brag about. Like 'see, I can be here with the prettiest girl.' To most of them you are just an item to brag about like they brag about.