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crept back into the mansion. A light was
          on in the dining area, but Ella and Ann
          were gone. Their empty wine bottle was
          left behind on the table.
            Ten minutes later, four hungry, naked
          bodies were pleasuring one another on
          the bed in Brett and Gina’s suite. We’d all
          showered quickly in their bathroom, but
          our skin was still scented with chlorine—a
          sexy, summery aroma.
            I lay on my stomach, feasting on
          Gina’s hot, juicy cunt as she sprawled
          in front of me on her back with her
          legs spread wide. Kia, meanwhile,
          straddled Gina’s face, grinding her
          twat onto her new friend’s mouth while
          she simultaneously sucked Brett’s
          thick prick. We were one big pleasure
          machine, with all of our working
          parts oiled and operating in perfect
          synchronization. I gradually became
          more aggressive, slathering Gina’s clit
          furiously with my tongue. This made her
          munch Kia’s snatch with increased vigor.
          Kia’s ignited passion, in turn, led her
          to suck Brett harder. He grunted as he
          thrust his rod deep into her throat.
            Then we found condoms and paired
          off for the main event. I screwed Gina in
          missionary position, while Brett took Kia
          doggy-style. Gina’s vagina was sloppy
          with her love juices and my slobber, and I
          felt an intense orgasm approaching. I was
          pushed toward the brink watching Brett
          fuck my girlfriend vigorously. His hands
          were on her hips as he pulled her back
          to the hilt of his rigid sex-sword. Kia’s   up and leave. They were headed north   had crapped out at the tournament,
          breasts bounced and swayed madly as   for the rest of their anniversary trip. We   and they were free to cut out. They’d
          he slammed into her with the abandon of   were sorry to see them go, as we were   checked in late the previous night.
          a lust-crazed Viking warrior. He’d seemed   staying one more night at the inn.  It would take as many words as I’ve
          like such a nice, quiet guy before. It   It was quiet at the breakfast table   already used to tell you what went on
          turned me on that Kia had transformed   that day. Perry, Ann and Walt had also   among the four of us in the following
          him into a wild man. He let go with a loud   left earlier that morning. Kia and I had a   24 hours. So I’ll have to leave it to
          guttural sound as he exploded in her   pleasant, polite chat with Ella and Phil.  your imaginations. Suffice it to say
          pussy. Within seconds, I ejaculated in   All of a sudden, I felt someone place   our gracious hosts Ella and Phil did
          Gina’s wet hole.                 their hands over my eyes, and I heard a   everything imaginable to make the rest
            The four of us spent the night in that   female voice say, “Guess who!” A man’s   of our stay a memorable one. They get a
          bed together and had another round of   voice said the same thing to Kia.   five-star rating for sure!
          sex in the morning. Gina and Brett then   It was our old friends Jen and Del! It
          reminded us that they needed to pack   seems their daughter’s speech team            —G.J., via email

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