I enjoy coming out and sitting on my porch while having a cup of coffee and reading the paper. I find it to be a relaxing way to begin my weekend. If ...I were to be completely honest though, it's more about watching Sam wiggle her butt as she dances around her car than it is about reading the sports page. In fact, once her breasts get all wet, and her dark areolas appear from under her top. I'm more likely hiding my erection behind the paper than reading it. Ah, there is nothing quite as sexy as. Rows of couches and stuffed chairs,no two alike, very comfy places to sit, some with pillows piled up.In the front was a roped-off area of more couches, which is where most of the people inthe room were. When I got up closer I saw that it was because there was a couple (anactual boy-girl couple) having sex within the roped-off area, and a large crowd of guysogling them outside the ropes, most of them ... masturbating. Hmmm, I thought to myself;this is OK! This is more than OK!There were guys. But her protests were halfhearted, and her legs parted under Billy's firm grip.Billy unbuckled and unzipped, and pulled his cock out. Jen's eyes grew wide when she saw how big he was.Billy turned when Mike came back into the room. Mike was shocked when he saw Billy between Jen's legs, with his cock out. He hadn't meant for this to go so far. But seeing Billy's huge cock pointed at his fiancee's bare pussy re-ignited his passions. Mike's eyes locked with Billy's. Slowly Mike nodded, wordlessly. She was taller than I realized, my breasts more bashful than hers...“It is henna,” she answered, breaking my train of thought. “It is a dye. I’m told it will last for as long as it takes my skin to wear off. Perhaps two weeks.”She drew a shaky breath. “And yes, I would like a bath as well.”Toeing off my sneakers, pulling off my socks, I took a deep breath. “Come on, let’s go share a tub.”“But I must take off my prosthetic. If we take it off here I would have to crawl to the bathroom.”It struck.