The tight shear camisole no longer concealed my large brown areolas or stiff nipples as they had discarded my bra previously. Anybody and everybody wa...s looking at me as we passed by, as if they knew something I didn't know. My nipples were like fingers pushing against the material as they rubbed up and down with every step. I was transfixed by all the sexual activities going on as we followed the g-string clad bartender. Terri and Johnny with a handful of my exposed behind laughed when Ike. I'm a T-shirt sleeper. I love to feel my rounded, smooth butt against the satiny sheets, even when they're cool from leaving the covers thrown back.Pulling the covers back over me, I pretend I'm five years old and empty my mind. I picture soft little bunnies cuddling up together inside their den.I snuggle back under the comforter and sprawl out searching for sleep.Spreading my legs, I gently rub myself on the sheets and am rewarded with a warm sensation flowing through my body. This tiny bit of. It was so hard it hurt a little bit. I stroked it a few times until I could feel my cum boiling in my sack. I let it go so I could enjoy the moment as long as possible. He was slowly stroking his full length in and out of me now. I rolled my hips back and grabbed my knees, spreading my legs a bit. It felt like his cock grew two more inches! As he pushed all the way in, I could feel his dick hitting deep in my ass. I thought I was going to cum without touching my cock. He pumped into. She casually touched my forearms after almost every shot. After a few minutes John made a remark, "Ah, look who's here."Without turning around I had to assume John's wife showed up. Not exactly expecting much, I turned around and almost spilled my drink down my pants. I was greeted by the most heavenly sight I had seen in some time and I had seen quite a few in my day. Standing before me was a five foot seven, blue-eyed beauty with dark red hair. She had on a T-shirt and tight skirt. Her.