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Mystery Man
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Dale
I see Diana lick her lips as she notices my attentive gaze. It was pretty hard paying attention to the BBQ with all the action going on, but somehow I managed not to burn the food to a crisp.
"Hey Diana," I called over to her, "Wanna help me with this?"
She looked at me suggestively and said, "Sure!"
Walking up to me, still naked, she pressed her body against me from behind and said, "What kind of help do you need?"
"Anything you can offer," I said in reply, with a teasing smile.
She smiled and ran her hands over my crotch. "How about this?"
"Well, that's one way you might help..."
Willy came over and took the fork from me. "Your turn buddy," he said to me, and grinned. I just smiled and turned to face Diana.
We kissed, our tongues mixing and exploring the sensation of a new body. Our hands were all over each other as we became more passionate, gasping and moaning gently inbetween kisses.
Then an idea struck me. I broke off, and told Diana to hold that thought while I ran into the house and into Willy's bedroom to look for his camcorder.
Finding it, I quickly made my way back to the patio. Diana was still standing, talking and laughing with the rest of the guys, and I flipped the switch on the camcorder and turned it on her, waiting for her to notice.
I see Diana lick her lips as she notices my attentive gaze. It was pretty hard paying attention to the BBQ with all the action going on, but somehow I managed not to burn the food to a crisp.
"Hey Diana," I called over to her, "Wanna help me with this?"
She looked at me suggestively and said, "Sure!"
Walking up to me, still naked, she pressed her body against me from behind and said, "What kind of help do you need?"
"Anything you can offer," I said in reply, with a teasing smile.
She smiled and ran her hands over my crotch. "How about this?"
"Well, that's one way you might help..."
Willy came over and took the fork from me. "Your turn buddy," he said to me, and grinned. I just smiled and turned to face Diana.
We kissed, our tongues mixing and exploring the sensation of a new body. Our hands were all over each other as we became more passionate, gasping and moaning gently inbetween kisses.
Then an idea struck me. I broke off, and told Diana to hold that thought while I ran into the house and into Willy's bedroom to look for his camcorder.
Finding it, I quickly made my way back to the patio. Diana was still standing, talking and laughing with the rest of the guys, and I flipped the switch on the camcorder and turned it on her, waiting for her to notice.