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Jeff was sitting across from me. Lisa walked behind Jeff and began to massage his shoulders. “Just what I needed, a message from a sexy lady. Does it come with a happy ending?” Betsy laughed as she walked by and “tripped” and fell into Jeff’s lap. She didn’t spill the chips; but settled onto his lap. “Do I get one too?” Betsy said. She sat with her back to him; her legs spread outside of his. I immediately thought of the last time he was between her legs and of the massive cream pie he left there. As Jeff enjoyed his massage, he said, “of course you get one too” and began to rub Betsy’s shoulders. I sat across indian the deck and could see and enjoy the whole show. Lisa’s hands wandered down his chest and she rubbed with one hand and pinched a nipple with the other. Lisa gave me a wink. Betsy took another sip of wine as Jeff’s hands explored more than her shoulders. First he moved to her back. After a short while, his hands moved to her sides, from under her arms to the outside of her thighs. Lisa began to kiss and lick Jeff’s neck and ears as her hands explored his body. Soon, Betsy leaned back allowing Jeff’s hands to reach the tops of her thighs and stomach. Betsy took another sip of wine, closed her eyes and leaned all the way back against Jeff’s chest. All three had their eyes closed, massaging each other to the rhythm of the music. Soon Jeff’s hands were stroking Betsy’s inner thighs; occasionally gently dragging across her crotch. He kept his right hand between her legs and slowly moved his left one to her chest. He massaged her upper chest, and then let his fingers circle one breast, then the other. No one said a word but everyone’s breathing seemed to get deeper. Lisa could no longer reach Jeff’s chest, so she rubbed Betsy’s shoulders. Jeff grew bolder. As his left hand worked its magic over her chest, it slipped under her loose shirt. His hand slowly worked its way up and I could see him draw outlines around her tits with his fingers. Betsy was slowly rocking her hips back and forth; her ass grinding into his crotch. Betsy’s shorts were pulled up tight against her pussy. I could see the outline of her lips through the thin fabric. Jeff’s right hand stroked the edge of the thighs where it met her shorts. His hand was less than an inch from her pussy. I enjoyed the show. Lisa must have grown tired of this or sensed that I craved attention too. “Mind if I sit?” she said. She walked to me and sat on my lap; both of her legs to my left. This allowed her to stroke my chest and neck. My half erect cock stiffened. “What’s fair is fair” I said as I rubbed Lisa’s back with my right hand and traced circles from her knee to the top of her shorts with my left. Lisa reached for her half full glass. In one gulp, she finished the wine and placed the empty glass on the table. She turned and kissed me hard on the lips. “I saw you girls in the garage attic the other day….mmmph….I saw everything. Both my granddad and Bob mouths dropped open. Would he lick me here? Me: I’m hard as hell and can’t stop thinking of eating your pussy to orgasm, while you suck my balls and cock, and swallow my cum. When she got it that he was excited to the max, she switched around and mounted him with her pussy penetrated by his engorged member. “Okay Chuck; same time next week is it?” I could tell she was content with what her body had been through. “Yes, she is wanton, isn't she? A short while after I’d turned onto my stomach I dozed off (too much late indian night fucking). I looked over at Maya, she pulled her eyes away from his crotch long enough to catch the stupid grin on my face. Or, here in the Japan, it could have been something else. They were exhausted from the long night, but hunger forced them to their feet. I moved into her slowly, until I was all the way in. “Lay still, I want to feel you wrapped around my dick” Clare smiled, as she stepped closer and sat down next to me on the couch. “I think you’ve got a hummingbird-“ As my tongue flicks her clit, she gasps again, but, continues with her story. She knows she went unconscious telling me just how much she loved the orgasm, something that she hasn’t had in quite a while. Can't have cows like that around here.