Mark knew how to fuck me; he knew everything about me, because we'd been doing it a long time already. He made me cum, him and Chris, and I was pushin...g myself back, grinding my ass like I really was trying to screw something long and fat and hard into the tender socket of my womb. I was making muffled noises, happy ones, eager sounds of pleasure around Chris' cock while he held my head tighter now, groaning and smiling and fucking my mouth.I could barely stay up it seemed like. My whole body. It's like she's getting off on the whole thing, ' I agreed.'No question, she is.''Bit of a bitch really.''Rubbing her friend's nose in it, you mean?''Right.''Yeah, well. Hot bitches rule the roost. That's life, innit?''You're such a philosopher, Jack, anyone ever told you that?''C'mon, it's true!''Still ... it's kinda mean what she's doing.''And this bugs us, does it?''Nah, not really, but... ''Cos listen, Mark, you can always bail out or switch if you want. Leave Alice to me.''Dream on, mate.. Her lips opened, her teeth white against her tan, and I relished in the rasp of her tongue on me. Her hands moved to my balls, and as she sucked me deeper, she squeezed them in time with her mouth. I slipped lower and opened my legs, so she has complete access. I didn't need to speak, long years of delight meant she knew what I wanted. Extending a finger she stroked along the ridge between my ball sac and my asshole and with practiced skills slipped it through into me, curling to locate my. "You have the same idea as me, I was just about to go down there myself! Come join me!" I giggled nervously, shedding the terry cloth robe. Years of being a personal trainer had earned me a juicy ass and a tight, toned body. Mason seemed to be thinking the same thing, as I could feel his eyes ripping off my scarcely decent bathing suit and fucking me right then and there. When we got down the stairs, I could already see his erection poking against the almost see-through material of his swim.