I’ve always been comfortable with my body and…. using my lips and tongue to clean the shaft, and to lick away the last few drops of cum from the tip. me, toward the spa facilities; and Glenn, toward the bocce ball court over by the shoreline. my God, that’s amazing…. I laid face-down on the bed, with my tits squashed beneath me, my legs spread and my ass sticking up in the air, as Glenn grabbed my hips and continued to plow his cock into my totally exposed snatch from behind. uhn…. um, sure…. I guess it is, right? aaaaaahhhhhhh…. yeah…. They were also watching the volleyball players, while the woman stroked her husband’s cock… holy, shit, Glen…. as my breathing slowly returned to normal. then, with his fingers continuing to massage my boob and pinch my nipple, returned his attention to the action on the volleyball court. aaaaahhhhh…. Gayle seemed to take this as a green light and immediately added more oil, then began rubbing her hand up and down my pussy crack…. He plopped down on the bench next to me…. pulling his still semi-hard prick out of my pussy…. The next thing I remembered was waking up to Glenn’s morning wood rubbing up against my ass cheeks.
