Slow down,” I order. M slows her rhythm down and shortens her strokes. I watch her play with herself for a few moments more. She is very wet, her p...ussy glistens and her fingers are damp with her juices. I can see the slickness on them, as she slides them out of herself. They make a delicate slurping sound with each thrust. I watch her pussy lips fold inward, as her fingers disappear inside her. I watch her clit move from side to side as she rubs it. It changes colors, pink to white, with every. Greta had rounded off my features, and withthe huge eyes the effect was of wide-eyed innocence. It didn't seem likethere was a ton of color on my face - although there was a trace of pinkon my cheeks that made it look like I was perhaps blushing just a bit -but my lips, which were somehow invitingly plump and juicy, were the samebright red that was on my fingernails."Whoa, buddy, you are smoking hot." Mike emerged from behind the curtainwhere he had changed into his costume. He was a picture of. ” Lynette’s eyes didn’t leave my bobbing cock as she completed the job of pulling my clothing away. “God, you’re so hard.” She reached out to touch me, feeling my stiffness and smiling at the effect she’d had on me. I was as hard as I’d ever known and her hand felt the power of my excitement as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft tight enough to feel the blood pulsing through the veins and pumping up the dark red head. I stood stock still as Lynette brought both of her hands up and. Gary hated being in the middle of this war between his two sons. He loved both his sons but they were both stubborn little bastards. Gary secretly blamed Cathy Reilly for the problems in his household but he held his tongue. For the life of him, he couldn’t understand why Cathy ran straight into Billy’s arms when Jack broke off their engagement. Oh to be young and foolish again he thought. Jack had heard the exchange at the door and thought it might be a good idea to head to the beach this.