“What about her pussy?” I commented now.“Sure, it looks sweet enough to eat, but somehow ... seeing her bare bottom has had ... this effect on m...e. I suddenly crave it the same way that I’d crave an ice cream cone! I just want to put my mouth back there and not stop! I want to tongue-fuck her sweet tush into next week! If only I knew this about myself sooner ... imagine the threesomes and us never breaking up at all!” my once and future girlfriend told me excitedly as Dylan’s ride arrived, and. I suggested we go for a swim and all agreed. Sue and Karen peeled off their shorts and did indeed have on the Wicked Weasel thong bottoms. Maybe swimming wasn't so great an idea. It got worse when both Trevor and Bill said they had forgotten their suits. My wife replied that they should just go in their underwear and that she and Karen would not look while holding her hand with spread fingers over her eyes.With that all the guys decided to just strip down and jump in with just their underwear. When he pulled it out, he was holding a blurry mass of color."What the... ?" he asked bringing the whirling ball of colors up closer to his face."It's all the presents for this house," said Gwyneth, her voice urgent. "Step out of the sleigh. Come on, Bob. We've got a lot to do and enough has already gone wrong. Please don't screw things up any worse. Put your foot on the roof, Bob!"Again, he followed orders. If he'd had time to think about it, he would have laughed at the idea of taking orders. As we started to dismount I looked over towards Reina. Her skirt originally only went halfway down her thicc white thighs. Even as short as it was, Reina said it was uncomfortable for riding and decided to cut off even more of it. Now it barely covered her ass and showed off all of her long legs. I was a little mad that another man would get to see her beautiful legs. Reina was a bit of a natural airhead.A pang of jealousy flashed through me. I noticed that as Reina brought her right leg over.