We enjoyed a delicious meal finishing up with a couple more drinks.As we were sitting in the restaurant I felt Victor’s hand on my knee slowly movin...g up my thighs. It felt wonderful as he reached my pussy which was already wet in anticipation of what was to happen later on. We looked at each other, it was the perfect time to drive over to one of the beaches parking lot.There are always a lot of cars with couples making out inside. or The place was dark and some voyeurs were always walking. Her eyes glued on her reflection in the dressing room mirrors.She turned to look at herself in other mirrors – gasping and gripping her tits more tightly each time she got a new view of herself. She moved back a step or two to the arm of the settee again – probably unable to keep her balance any longer.As she sat back and opened her legs for balance, her pussy gaped in front of my eyes. Without thinking – I took the lipstick and reached up between her legs. She jumped and squealed as she felt. I said to her, "I'm game.She told me, "You only get her feet. Nothing else."I looked at her and said, "That's fine with me. " Hell alright!!Sarah kept moving back and forth on my cock while Alice kept rubbing it. Then she asked me to lay down for her on the bed. I did. Then Sarah got off of me, and went to her sock drawer. She placed a small pair of socks into my mouth, and said, "Shhh, one word and it's all over for you."The two girls stripped off their clothes and began to strip me as I laid. Now I had plenty of cash but what to do? I had been divorced ten years and split up with the last boyfriend three years ago. I lived in Boston and hadn't seen them in at least five years.I had a very bad case of boredom. And burn out.As soon as I arrived at their luxurious vacation home near the beach I noted an adoring, worshipful gaze from Henry, Connie's husband. He was 45 and had a receding hairline (read bald) and a slight beer gut. And not much self esteem, if any. The odd thing was he.