He squirted onto his hand and massaged his cock, lubricating it. I loved the look of utter bliss on her face. The bar tender set out 3 martini glasses and mixed several ingredients, together with ice and shook it theatrically in front of us before dividing the mix between each glass and topping it off with the same stirrer, skewered this time, through a strawberry. She looked in my direction and I quickly shut my eye. Once inside, she turned to us and kissed us in turn, surprisingly taking our respective cocks in each hand. I leaned over to her and whispered quietly about my concern. We fucked there slowly, suspended by the water, and although no one was in our immediate area, there was a sense of a newfound freedom being able to fuck in public. Deni immediately opted for champagne, so I joined with her, although the red wine probably would have gone better with the grilled meats. I noticed that Roger’s hand had come to rest on her knee and was softly stroking it but Deni didn’t seem to object, so I let it slide.
