Italy and back in a day. He could probably manage it.* * * * * * * * * *Sam threaded his still damp hair through an elasticated tie, pulling... ittaught against his scalp so that it hung over his back in a longponytail. He stood in front of the mirror in his white underwear,noticing the even with his legs together, his wider set hips nowcreated an inverted triangle of empty space set between his crotch andthighs.Sam sat down onto the bed, his backside and hips splaying as he reachedfor. “I would be willing to do the videoing if it were possible to get various permissions to do so. We’re waiting only on the degausser to set up the archive. We’ll certainly have lots of storage space, at least for the foreseeable future, unless we go batshit crazy with video.”I hated to break up the party, but I did.“Hey, we’ve gotten sidetracked. I understand why and I think the discussion was a good one to have, and we should explore a couple of the aspects suggested. At another time. We should. While I was drinking Sarah's pee, she told me to jack off. I did and I came all over the place. Sarah turned around and presented her asshole to me to lick again. After a little while she asked me to just suck on her asshole for a little while. As I sucked on her lovely asshole she reached back with both of her hands and pulled my face harder into her ass. A couple of seconds later, she farted right into my mouth. She then stepped away and said, "I've always wanted to do that." She then washed. " I stepped in and smelt her perfume as I brushed past her. "Andrew is just in the shower getting ready, make yourself at home," and with that she turned around and headed off towards her bedroom. I sat on the couch and watched the TV which had been playing a documentary on Ice Road Truckers, one of Andrews favorite shows. I got up to go to the second bathroom and glanced down the corridor to be met with the bare bottom of Andrea, who had dropped her towel and had was standing with one leg.