My wives joined us and we all kissed and hugged.“It looks like we have a winner!”“Paul, it does indeed. You were wonderful, and YOU Ronnie. My G...od now I see what Carla meant when she said that you have magic fingers!”“Of course!” Ronnie smiled!I drank a bottle of water and went to the bathroom. As I pulled out my penis to pee, a hand reached around and took control of it. The pee went straight into the urinal and when I was done the hand shook me and then dabbed me with a piece of toilet paper. He was like a sexy farmer; one that worked out and had a killer body. He looked like a giant compared to her. With one hand on her pussy he let go of her breasts and held her by the waist and started lifting her off the ground, up and down, up and down while finger fucking her.- This feels so good. Yes yes…She was panting rapidly. He was so strong that she looked like a rag doll in his strong arms. When she came, body arching, toes curled sideways; he stopped the up and down motion, held her. “But?” “The bakers just left, I'm here all by myself.” Ella closes her eyes. She can feel a grin on his lips as they touch hers. Soft flesh contrasts with the prickle of stubble. “You want to make out?” “No.” Ella has ideas, “I want you to fuck me.” “Here?” “Sure.” A giggle. “The exercise will keep us warm.” “Oooh.” She takes off his hat, bunching it in one hand. He caresses her fingers, his hands are cold. Startling almost - green eyes watch her in disbelief. Ella plonks down his chef's hat. "You can't cum in my mouth, understand? If you do, there's a hundred dollar fine, got it?" The girl warned me. After I swore I wouldn't, she took my cock between her lips and began to suck me off. My hips were pressed against the fabric as she used her hand to hold what wouldn't fit in her mouth. I wished I could see her, but imagined she was as pretty as the one who was waiting to relieve her. There was something about her voice, and I was trying to place where I heard it before, when she.