Spunk Mouth

I must have fell asleep for a while, but when I woke I felt a warm
mouth licking my cock and balls. Both Barb and Carol were sharing my
soft rod and taking my balls into their mouths. My staff started to
harden as first one hot mouth then the other would slide down it. It
was exciting to see my cock being passed from from one beautiful woman
to another. I laid back and enjoyed the scene. Barb smiled up at me.
“You were great, she said”. Carol moved up next to me and kissed me.
“I’ve wanted you for some time. When Barb suggested a trio, I couldn’t
wait. We were waiting for you to come home when things got a little out
of hand, and thats when you walked in”.

As the blonde in the movie was moaning with her orgasm, I
slipped my right hand down from Karen’s hair to untie her bikini
top. As we broke our first kiss, Karen arched her back, causing
her breasts to “present” themselves. As a result, the strings of
her bikini top came most of the way around from her back and
ended hanging loosely down her sides. When she relaxed and
hunched her shoulders a bit, the skimpy blue top fell completely
off. She tossed it to the floor and smiled a wicked grin as my
eyes popped.
Her breasts, fully revealed and unsupported, were at least a
‘C’ cup and most likely a ‘D’ cup. They hung ever so slightly
and met naturally at her sternum. Her aureoles were a medium-
sized and slightly darker pink than her large, erect nipples. We
moved closer and started another passionate kiss. With my left
hand, I traced an inward spiral over the smooth skin of her
breast, arousing a shiver, and took the nipple between the base
of my second and third finger. Then, cupping her breast but also
stimulating her nipple directly, I moved my hand in little
circles, sometimes pulling the nipple outwards.

The drive from the city had been tiring. There seemed to be more than the
usual number of idiots on the road today. Perhaps they, like us, were just
hoping to take advantage of the long weekend. At least they were not coming
to “our” woods. We had purchased the cabin from a friend of ours last month.
We needed a place to just get away and be alone, together.

Turning off the main road, we drive the mile and a half through the woods, on
the stone lane, to the cabin. Nestled in the woods, the cabin is somewhat
isolated. The nearest “neighbor” is about a quarter-mile hike through the
trees. We don’t know if anyone is there for the weekend, nor do we really
care.
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