Suspiciously Cheesy Motel

Not part of the story.

ooc: listen, this is not part of the story, but I can't figure out how to get "help" from this place. I live with a gf and she wants to (maybe) join in some stories here. When she tries to register she keeps getting told she is already registered as "kathy stl". It won't let her setup a new user name? even if we log off and back on. It seems like angie and me had this problem too, the day we both registered, but I forget how she solved it. Sorry to muck up the storyline. Please email at kathy_stl@yahoo.com? I'll get back to the story asap. Weekends are a bitch for a bartender.
 
Ohhhhhhh!

Ohhhh no! dog slobber! my legs pulled up on the lounge chair and that little rodent thing trying to squirrel it's way under my butt. Its ugh dog slobber flying around everywhere!

Heel! Heel! I am whining. Jeez look at the bitch, still in the pool and wouldn't ya know it? Wonder if she sleeps with one of those in her mouth?

Ok, now here comes someone looks like maybe a responsible adult! Masturbation attack followed by dog frenzy...what else can go wrong!
 
Muff

I stand there in shock, not really able to move, as Kreskin tries to climb on top of the woman. She is squealing and making shoo doggie noises, one of those high pitched squeals that drives Kreskin into a frenzy. The dog has got to outweigh Miss Anorexia Nervosa by at least a ton.

It finally penetrates my mind that the dog is about to do something nasty. Shit, where the hell does Tony find these freaking mutts?

"Kreskin!" I roar, in my most commanding voice. "HEEL!"

He pauses long enough to look at me, his expression clearly saying, yeah right, then back aboard he tries to go. He's apparently decided she is in heat. Running around the pool, I grab his collar and pull back with all of my strength, getting him far enough away that she can get out from under him.
 
Last Chance

That ragged dog is just what I needed.

God MissPriss back on her ass and this new, and for an older chick, she is like way attractive, jeez she’s got like no waist, the boobettes out to there, and the ass!, whoa! but now my hand is the only only hand. On his cock. Now or never Ang babe. Looking up at the dangerous guy. Use the eyes babe. Licking my lips and then his dick. Own it work it use it babe. He is so funny, I bet he thinks this is his cock right now. Sorry gangsterman, is mine.

My tongue slips around the top, its wet and damn tastes like pool water, which I hate. Like these things hot and sweaty. But still, he seems pleased as my lips take his knob in my mouth. Lollipopping him, oh this guy ain’t gonna let me get away with that I know, but it’s a start. Lips sucking, tongue like a serpent. So fat and warm, but these mushrooms always kinda soft. Wow. The rest of it ain’t a bit a bit not at all soft. Growing until Angie’s lil fingers can’t get around it anymore. Strokin him with my fingers, even turnin the nails in on him, easy at first. Come on Ang, now’s the time, pros from the ameteurs, put it down and get it done. Oh man though, ohhhhhhhh sh****t, why does this feel so good, ummmm, he is pushin it, along the top of my mouth, hope that dog is keeping busy, lookin up and his eyes are glazed and Ang has almost gotta place to sleep tonight.

ooc: Ooooo the real ang was in the mood to rock all the way guys, but I tried to be good and leave it up to you guys. Oooooo. One word and you'll hear the rest a the story Marcus.
 
Muffster

While I'm tugging on the stupid dog, trying to yank the horny bastard off this poor, well, considering her armani looking suit, rich woman, one of Tony's thugs squeals into the parking lot with a Caddy. Oh fuckin subtle Tony. Where the hell do you get these guys? Same pound you picked up Kreskin? The Caddy squeals tires some more, jacking around so the trunk is even with the back of my Boomer.

Two guys get out, slick back their hair and look around. The stupid fucks look freakin suspicious as hell. Maybe its just me. They pause at all the action in the pool, but decide its safe to continue. One of them, with all the smoothness of an undercover cop trying to be a hooker, pops the trunk. Both of them furitively duck under the trunk and start pitching 40 pound bags of kibble into the bed of the truck. How much freakin dog food can you fit in the back of a Caddy? Two trips for all that crap or what?

While my attention had been diverted, Kreskin manages to break free, leaping onto the woman again, licking her chest and face, spreading a generous coating of dog drool on her skin. Damn Kreskin, I just wanna lock the tonneau, get upstairs into bed and get my fingers all nice and wet. Stupid freaking dog.
 
Well ok.

He smelled bad. He had bad body hair, but, well, oh wow that tongue. What did she call him? Kreskin, like in magic? Push him off Kathy, push, well he is way too strong. So. Ok this is like a bad video.

No way I am getting down with dog slobber, but if she doesn't call him off? This could seriously ruin my image here.
 
Marcus

Another, temporary, distraction from Angies lips about the head of my rigid cock.... which I was now resigning myself to enjoying... came in the form of a couple of suspicious guys who had turned up in a caddy, and who were now thowing some bags into the back of this truck in the lot nearby. That hadn't been there a while ago... yes, that must belong to Muffin. Those looked like dog-chow bags... Hmm, maybe this was what the tip-off was about? Ahhh.... that feels good.... no, can't concentrate on that now... not as if I'm in a position to shout 'you're under arrest!' or anything... mmmm... it certainly feels like... she knows what she's doing... down there...

I turned my attention back to Angie, moaning "You want ~uhhhbaby~ room for the night Angie, you've goh- ~ahhhhyeh~ one... but don't count on getting any slee- ~uuh~ -eep for a gooooood while yet..."

I led back, bracing my torso half-upright with my elbows on the cold concrete beneath me, my head lolled back, while in the back of my mind a little voice was trying to tell me that getting Angie into my bed here wasn't the best of moves. But, now I was in the mood for more than acting the part of a bad guy... hell, I was undercover, right? Right... oh god yes... go girl... work that tongue baby...
 
I grabbed Kreskin's collar firmly as he wrapped his paws around the chick's waist. She was shrieking shooooooo doggie noooooooo in the highest pitched most irritating voice. Bracing my feet firmly, I threw my back into it, trying to haul the mutt off of her. I jerked on the collar, hard. It was the good solid leather kind. I pulled Kreskin off balance and felt us toppling backwards.

I opened my mouth to bellow some obscenity, but the water of the pool splashed over my head. Kresk landed on top of me with a yowl that was abruptly silenced. I jack knifed my way to the top, spluttering and saw that he'd brought the woman in with us. She was moaning and crying, her not so waterproof makeup running. Kreskin wrapped his paws around her waist and started industriously humping her left leg.

His doggy eyes crossed and he grunted, nearly shoving her over. She wailed as he reached his bit of ecstasy against her thigh. I couldn't help it, I started laughing and almost drowned.

The now sated mutt swam out of the pool and proceded to lick himself like most guys wish they could do. I hauled my ass out of the pool and shrugged. What the hell, no way I was taking this wet stuff into the truck. Without paying the least bit of attention to the others, I stripped right down to bare skin.

[Edited by KillerMuffin on 09-25-2000 at 07:37 PM]
 
frank dinner?

after i was dressed i came out of the room to get Kathy for our dinner date. I saw some greasy characters in the parking lot loading bags of what i thought was dog food into a truck. There was some activity over by the pool - there was Kathy in her good Armani suit, with a huge dog all over her. There were footprints on her clothes, and slobber on her skirt. Another girl was trying to pull the dog off her but he wasnt about to leave - apparently he smelled sex all over her. Suddenly all three of them went into the pool, and all i could do was stand there and laugh while the dog was still all over her getting his goodies while the other lady jumped out and took off her wet clothes.I just shrugged my shoulders wondering what was going to happen next.
 
My Point of View

spuuuttt spuuutt sputter spaaa....!

My head came up out of the water gasping and spitting the water I was choking on. Doing a terrible breaststroke to keep from going under again. And then that, that thing was doggie paddling or whatever they do, and doing it right in my face. Shooo shooo bad doggie, trying to push him away and just going back under, gluuuub....

and worse, way worse, it was coming down with me! and and, oh please say this is just bad porno fiction, cause it was like attached to me! his "arms" (what do you call them? paws? I had paws around me!) around my waist, that furry big head staring up at me, tongue lapping my clothes...oh lord...and the worst, it was...oooooo...was doing that doggy awful thing they do...on my leg, my hips...oh puleeeeeze!

Not to drown I had to dog paddle myself, not push him off, maybe he would drown down there. But no, he didn't. He did something else. And I don't even think I should have to describe how that felt!

Let's just politely say it was a blur ok? and he was merrily dog paddling to the side for a cigarette I guess and I fought to get my feet under me in the shallow end. But incredibly my italian heels had not come off during the...the..."whole thing"...shows you how those italians can make a shoe huh? But do you know how hard it is to get to your feet wearing heels underwater?

Finally I recovered enough to look around and get my bearings. Oh god this was the worst, they were all looking! mouths open, eyes gawking. Miss Doggie stifling a laugh and getting her wet clothes off? Getting naked right there! this was a madhouse. And her! the slutty brunette had that man's penis in her hand and the biggest meanest grin I have ever seen on anyone's face as she gawked. Oh god please! not her! even the dog again, anything but her!
 
Who's a bitch?

Jeez I think I finally had his attention. ... oh god yes... go girl... work that tongue baby... he was mindlessly muttering the way they do at this point. But had spoken the magic words …room for the night…so it was time to seal the deal…punch my ticket sort of. And by the size of what I had in the mouth it was pretty clear what it waz gonna get punched with!

Pushing my head down I felt it sliding over my tongue, mmmmmm love when that vein thing is real real fat….and his was, fat and getting fatter…up to the tip…giving him the pouting big eyes…back down…sliding easy, and he had my hair grabbed for sure, but I liked that he wasn’t jerking it up and down, much better when I do the work. I felt him moan before I heard it as the fat softey head pressed against the top of my throat, holding it there, hmmmmmm, was that part a the deal? All the way down? My luck I’d be the only chick to choke to death in a swimming pool but not from drowning. Sigh, oh well, why not the whole deal.

But now he, it, is all over the place and he is not paying attention again. Shit. Waf gubbing un up thare? Waf? Waf? Ever try to talk with one of those in your mouth?

Laughter, splashes, all hell breaks loose and even Angie, pro that she is, can’t keep her head down on this one. But I do keep a hand on it, this guy isn’t getting away.

Well what I wouldn’t have paid for a pair of goggles to see what the mutt was doing to that bitch in the deep end! (maybe even her end?) When it was finally over she stands there sputtering and sobbing right in front of me. My guy is cracking up (though still at attention, mmmmm) and I can’t resist any longer.

Water fight! Water fight! And I am all over her pathetic sobbing soaked bod, splashing and taunting as her face goes from white to red. Finally leaping into her arms, my legs around her waist and my arms around her head, face to face. I love your new boy friend babe! Smiling. Is this how you like it then? And I launch into my best dog humping imitation (which needs more work), knocking her off her feet and taking her under as my ill equipped hips pump on her bony ass. Ok, I’m a bitch, hitting when she was down, but who just did the nasty with a doggie huh? Not me.So who’s a bitch?. Anyway I let her up after a while. My thighs were bruising on her anorexic hipbones.

She was sobbing, flaying, screaming. And the naked chick was trying to help her out. Naked? When did that happen? My heart throb was still throbbing as I swam back to him. And the new guy was looking totally confused on the walk.

Only Rover looked content.

Now this, is my kinda party!
 
wet clothes

well - couldnt have all these ladies catching cold with their wet clothes- having walked around the place i had seen a small laundry room with a coin washer and dryer. So i told the new lady to pick up her stuff and we could put it in the dryer. What Kathy wanted to do with her fancy suit i couldnt guess but she also needed to dry off. Not having expected to stay the night, and just missing the ferry i didnt have any luggage or clothes to spare, but they went to the dryer room and put their stuff in, then came down to #27 to dry off and wrap themselves in sheets like Roman togas. Obviously the dinner date was off so i called and cancelled the reservation. We called and ordered pizza to be delivered, and i went across the street and picked up some wine. Fairly soon the pizza boy arrived. He took a look at the ladies, both of whom were barely covered. They lookled at him with lust and before long the party was on. Being an old guy all worn out earlier by Kathy i just sat and watched while the three of them got it on with the pizza boy alternating thrusts at his targets. We all had a bite and a sip or two after he left. Kathy, wrapped in a sheet, went back to her room leaving Muffin and me alone. I dont know what happenned to the dog or the two goons in the parking lot, but with all that dogfood I assumed Kretin or whatever his name was could manage ok- whether Kathy made it back to her room i dont know.
 
Muff

The new guy kept his eyes locked on my tits while he outlined his little plan, the one to get me and kathy, the bimbo in armani, involved with a pizza boy. Considering the wood he was popping, this seemed to be one hell of a fantasy for him. Looking Kathy over, despite her screeching, I wouldn't have a big problem with it it myself.

"Sure babe." I say, my eyes straying to the truck. I'm getting paid entirely too much money to go fuck a pizza boy. I gotta make sure the mutts deliver all the dog food. "Maybe later hun, I feel like a swim and Kresk can't be trusted around pizza boys. He likes them almost as much as he likes the babe over there."

She was still floundering all over the deep end, and I grew a little concerned. After all, my mutt just pulled her in the pool and got his rocks off all over her. I tossed a friendly smile to the new guy and dove cleanly into the pool, to help get her out.

Meanwhile, Ang over blowing the pusher or dealer or whatever he was, noticed Kathy's predicament and beat me to her, laughing hysterically. She wraps her legs around Kathy's hips and starts humping her ass, giggling and making bwoof yap yap sounds. Kathy's shriek is drowned out by the water.

Swimming up behind the humpin Angie, nice hip work, I wrap my arms around her and come up with handfuls of breast. I manage to pull them up, getting Kathy's head back above water. Ang lets go of Kathy, smirking at me. I grab Kathy, and hold her up, giving her a chance to at least start thinking again.

Kreskin, the stupid mutt who started the whole damned thing, is barking at us from over by Marcus. I look at the two of them, then back at the two women. I can only think to say one thing, "Why am I the only naked chick?"
 
Marcus

I took the opportunity to slip back down into the pool, getting my straining cock out of sight, though still not out of my mind.

I half swam, half waded over to the three women, my black swimtrunks thrown out beside my towel and shades.

"Well ladies, how about we heat up this water?" I said, smiling.

[Edited by Kepic on 09-26-2000 at 01:44 PM]
 
where are you touching me!

ooc: now that’s the kinda hint even I can follow K Muff.

Ic: Three of us in the water. The confused hapless fashion freak. The older and way too well built for being "older" Miss DoggieOwner. Wonder if she and the pooch are engaged or something, but no, no way, she’s not the type. And me. And typical of men, she’s got her tits out in the daylight and neither one is so much as looking at me. Angie doesn’t like that. Soooooo….

Much as I wish her older, bigger boobooes would sag at least a little or at least not look totally better than my smaller younger rack (love when guys say "nice rack babe", jeez), but that doesn’t stop me from tossin my top. And paddling over to her. My hands getting a nice big feel on her, oh wow totally all real titties, so one more thing I can’t rag on her about, and my face next to her ear. Turn about is fair play Muff? I whisper, or do you and the mutt get to have all the fun? My tough girl act as always.

Oh jeeeeez, I don’t believe she just did that! With her fingers under water. I will leave it to Muff to describe what goes on down there, but my hips almost jumped on to dry land and I accidentally bit her ear lobe. Yeah right, like she accidentally grabbed my tits huh? My eyes wide, imploring to my future roommate buddy, no faking this time, no made up pouting, he had come close but she hit the root canal and Angie Girl was squirming.

Looking around I see no help coming from Drug Dealer, he just lit up a cigar (shouldn’t anything looks like that be in my mouth?), grabbed a vodka on ice and was sitting back like he owned the fucking place. The there was Mister Confusion, still confused, so two guys three girls. Unless you count the dog chow guys in the parking lot. Or Rover for that matter. (and hey, I am game if anybody wants to drag em in, lol)

And Miss Muffin here, who if she takes her finger away from that very very spot will make me die from disappointment. Now her lips on my ear. Make a deal darling, she whispers, stop thinking you’re the world’s best prick tease, get those underpants off, and you get to have some fun too. Look at poor Miss Priss there, can’t even climb outa the pool in her armani or ysl or whoever dress, you don’t think you and Muff can’t have some fun turning her head?

Major moaning, almost understanding what she is saying, god please don’t let go, shit I don’t think I even knew that spot was there! begging to myself.

Now, her voice gentle but a tone down, look at the boys, do your cute pout, then get the panties off, and sweetie?

Huh? Sounding like a total dunce.

Don’t forget whose in charge?

Her eyes toll me she wasn’t expecting an answer. Oh great, first a guy and now a fem I can’t steamroll. Well this oughta be diff for sure.

I look around at the guys, cute pout, slipping my bikini bottoms off and tossing them on the side. They were smiling. Looked at the Italian Shoe Stallion, who looked like a doe in the headlights. And thought to myself, looks like this is gonna be some synchronized swimming, but in the pool or not?

Ooc: OK I am not writing around the plot theme, I hope, or the guys with dog chow (whatever is going on there, some dog food fetish I never heard of), or where Angie stashed the drugs. But I couldn’t stop myself. And sorry it's so long.
 
ooc: AAAwwwww shit Kepic! for the second time I have written all over your post! I swear, I posted mine, hit refresh and saw yours for the first time. Someone give me a clue as to what planet I should be on and I will promise to be a better nasty girl. I am not in charge, take it guys and gals. Frankly I just had an orgasm so could barely give a shit. Sorry Kepic, don't give up on me.
 
OOC: Aww... no, thats OK Angie... Marcus will just slip into the pool now then and remove those black swimtrunks of his, to join the fun... modified my last post to fit (don't think its the time to stop for a ciggy now though!)

[Edited by Kepic on 09-26-2000 at 01:48 PM]
 
Muffstuff

Now this was more like it. I sank a finger into the brunete and wiggled it around for a minute. Pretty hot and wet in there. Kathy was just leaning against me, gasping for air. So I ignored her. I used my fingers to explore Angie from the inside out, deep inside, around the lips, past her clit then back inside. She was squirming on my finger.

She squeaks. There it is, the spot. I rub it in slow lazy circles, bringing my other hand around to have a go at her clit.

"Well ladies, how about we heat up this water?" Marcus says, smiling. I flick my eyes towards the other guy, to see what he's up to, then to Kreskin. He's sprawled on the concrete, paws dangling on the edge, whining. I drag my eyes back to Marcus, the very very naked Marcus. Mmmmmmmmmm. My hormones just kicked into overdrive. Tony and his stuff can screw himself sideways.

"Why don't we?" I ask, smiling back, locking my eyes on him. My fingers continue to work over Angie, who is screaming towards a good hard cum.

I keep my eyes locked on his, holding his gaze. Never breaking that contact, I move around behind Ang, prying a finger from her clit long enough to wrap my arms around her. She grabs ahold of my wrists and wriggles, I can tell just how much she likes my fingers. Still keeping my eyes locked on his, I start rubbing the front of my body against the back of hers, her t shirt is making my nipples hard.

Whatcha gonna do now big guy? I think, visions of his cock flowing through my brain like cum is flowing through ang's pussy.
 
in the watering hole

Whatcha gonna do now big guy?

He tosses the cigar on to the pool deck. Walks up to me with a grin. Oh man, a grown man cut short during a blow job. This cannot be good Angie. Shoulda kept your stupid head down and ignored the rich bitch. Too late.

How about fuck this prick teasing wench till she is as senseless as the fairy princess here? Meaning the skinny rich bitch. Then, he goes on as he smushes right up to me, then I bet you (meaning the Muff broad), me, whoever, the dog chow boys and maybe the dog too can play games with these two hotties? His eyes riveting, no mercy.

Games? My suddenly tiny voice squeaks. And by the way, why is the dog fucking bitch kind of hangin on his back like a wet leach? Oh well, no time to wonder.

Games, the Muffin whispers to me as her fingers go back down there. Ooooooo Nooooooooo, did I moan out loud? If you can say "stand me up on my tippeytoes" you can play the next game darlin, she says nibbling my ear, can you say that my lil young slut?

Oh man, all I wanted was a good nights sleep? Her fingers, his calm but unforgiving face right in mine, the skinny blonde drooping on him, some unkown number of guys, dogs, fish and antelope looking on.

Stand me up on my tippeytoes? Puleeeeeese? I am begging.

I figured I knew what that meant but I was not ready for what I got.
 
Muffers

Angie is really straining against me, practically begging for me to let her cum. I keep her from doing that by removing a finger or two right when her pussy clamps down on my fingers. I grin lazily at the guy watching all of this only inches away from us.

"Say the word Sexy, I bet she'd wrap her legs around you and fuck you like crazy right now." I said, lightly pinching her clit to make her back arch and a small scream come out. "Don't worry hun, I won't let go of your clit. Just keep up."

Flicking a glance at the straining girl up on her tippy toes, he holds my eyes again, grinning back at me just as lazily.
 
Marcus

I nodded to Muff, smirking. Angie had teased my cock to its current rigid state... perhaps it was time I 'thanked' her for the ministrations of her tongue just earlier.

Muff turned Angie to face me, and I moved forward, grasping Angie's waist. My cock was pressed between our two bodies, and I could feel Muff's hand brushing against my manhood, as she still played with Angie beneath the water. Angie's eyes were half closed, a wide grin plastered over her pretty red lips. She looked spaced out - kinda how I imagined I had looked while she had those lips around me.

I glanced over my shoulder at Kathy, who had her arms wrapped about my torso, her body pressed to my back, and smiled at her.

"What do you think, Kathy? Would you like to give us a hand here teaching this little slut a lesson?"

I knelt down slowly, the tip of my cock sliding down Angie's stomach and across her lovelips, until it slid free from our closely knit bodies and dropped forward in the water again.

I began to straighten up again, intent on showing Angie just how hard she had gotten me.

I slid my hands up to cup Angies breasts beneath the T-shirt she wore, squeezing them gently, feeling the stiffness of her nipples as the pressed into my palms.

"Help me get it inside of her, will you Kathy?"

[Edited by Kepic on 09-27-2000 at 01:47 PM]
 
"Help me get it inside of her, will you Kathy?"

Help? My most timid voice said. Helping would mean touching him, and ugh ,her too. Imagine where the slut’s personals had been? Or what had been in them! Shudder. Still, it didn’t seem so awful an idea, and seeing her do that tippeytoe thing might be worth it, it didn’t seem as awful as not being allowed to play in the pool with the grownups. But pretty soon I gotta get this dress and these heels off! Armani and chlorine? Damn , the ghost of Coco Chanel is turning in her grave.

My hands reach between him and the slut. Sliding down his wet hard stomach, feeling the ripples of his abs, mmmmm, and rubbing along her smooth soft tummey. His body seems to jerk as my fingers brush the tip of his hardness, sticking up to his belly button (or higher if you prefer Kepic! we won’t complain, laugh). Sticking up above the waist high water, enough to get a peak at a red angry male organ. That peak and the fact I couldn’t get my fingers around it, told me that this was a ride I just had to see this slut go on. I got a good grip and stroked him slow but hard a few times, and wow I mean, it was even getting bigger. I might even be jealous of the bitch. But no.

Oh sheeeeet, he moans, that’s it Kath! That’s it! Oooo, hold it, just there, you do the aiming, I’ll get her up. You do know where these things go don’t you?

Was that some kind of dig at me? Oh well, he has his hands on her white ass, pulling her hips up to his stomach till she wraps her legs around his waist, which for her must be a reflex action, and throws her arms over his shoulders, her face now just inches from mine. My hand can feel her slick smooth body, the Muffin has some kind of lock on her slit with her hand rubbing on mine as I am stroking this guys dick, now the Muffin girl slips a hand under her sheer wet tee and gives her right nipple a serious hard pinch that brings a gasp from our lil toy. As I am starting to think of her.

It means using my other hand, reaching down there and, ugh shudder, touching her with my fingers, slipping them into her slit and spreading her fat lil lips just enough so I can sorta rub his fat tool up and down her not-so-private area. I do not know how to drive one of these things, but he has his hands full with her fat ass so I am doing my best. He moans, she shifts, the Muff keeps her finger hooked up inside, pushing on her clit from inside, and suddenly we are locked and loaded! Wow am I getting aggressive with all this missile launch stuff! I think I am enjoying this! More fun than a board room.

Oh yeah, yessss! He moans and I feel her ever so skilled puss lips suck in the thick head of his penis. After that teasing and licking she gave him I can only imagine how badly he wants to do this! And I can’t wait!

Our faces together, her slutty mean eyes glazed over, her focus fixed just over his shoulder, blank, like a rag doll in heat. I actually nibble on the ear and whisper almost in a giggle, Bite your lip baby, it’s pay back time.
 
ooc: OK I just read that Kathleen. I have been called a lot of things so far in this story, and each and every one is totally justified. Slut? ok, Mean slutty eyes? can deal with that. But "fat ass"? Fat ass? I have to draw the line somewhere. Sure I hate kiddie porn, burn the bastards, but this "fat ass" stuff is worse. I have, thanks to the miracle of Ballys, an ass that could fit in a size 2 skirt, well no, ok maybe a 4. (6 on a bad day?) and I have the pics to prove it. So you malicious, never to be spoken to again skinny bitch. No kiddie porn, no more fat ass porn! (and obviously we have already blasted down the doggie porn barrier so too late for that)

I will go next, on my tip toes but not till later, so if anybody wants to draw out the suspense feel free.
 
Marcus

OOC: Feels nice and firm to me Angie! (squeeze)... pics? Not that I want you to prove anything to me, gal...

Kathy's hand guided me inside, though for a moment I thought she wouldn't take the bait. But... well, thats three women who've had their hands on my equipment so far this night. Guess this undercover lark can be fun at times!

I begin to grind my hips upwards, lifting her feet off the pool's bottom, Kathy's hand stroking mine, Muff's hand stroking Angie's. And I'm loving it.

"This" I say, thrusting up hard, my hands on her hips, pulling her downwards again at the same time, "is just for starters..."

Angie squeals out, Kathy giggles in my ear.

"Just wait to we get to dessert..." Muff laughs.
 
threesome

i am bringing my wife into the hotel to find a man to join us for a threesome. is there a horny older man here? i sure hope so. i want to suck his hot cock & get it all hard & wet, then slide it in her hot pussy. is there a horny older man here?
 
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