I looked down at my smallish breasts and thin waist and cried, but he sat watching me all the while, smiling.I could feel nothing below my waist as I ...struggled to move next to the water's edge, then he again touched my blonde hair. In horror I saw him reaching for the little string at his waist again, in one quick movement he was naked and towering over my paralyzed body.He spread my thighs, pushed my legs open and laid down his heavy body on top of mine, forcing his semi-erect shaft into my. .and asked me wot I was doing there.I was too dumbfounded to even utter a word.I did’nt say anything…just put my hands on her breasts..and squeezed it over her dress.She kept smiling at me..Then she said one min and went and switched off the light in her toilet and came back to where she was.I was going out of control..With my left hand I was hugging her..my mouth finding hers and my right hand trying to probe deep inside her lifted nighty.The wall was now creating problem and I told her I want. We politely declined all of them except one. He was cute and funny, and the three of us took him into the back alley to suck him off. Paul and I soon had him ready to blow; I was the greedy ‘birthday boy’ and let him unload in my mouth.We partied, danced, flirted, and crashed back in our room as the watery light of dawn leeched through the curtains. Debbie was such a horny slut; she got us both in such a state that I begged Paul to do it. Bent over, my hard cock hung between my legs as I held. After one withdrawal and a particularly loud smack Jason flipped Tracey over like a limp rag doll and demanded “Ass to mouth now slut!” and Tracey dutifully took him into her mouth, her right hand rubbing up and down the shaft as her left busied itself with her pussy.Jason was atop of my wife, an outstretched arm on the wall of my bedroom steadied him as his other hand removed my wife’s grip on his cock as he pulled it from her mouth and he began beating his meat inches from my Tracey’s face..