I felt I should issue a warning. Leona knelt on her towel. Indian hot sex I stared. When I finished I stood up, a full hard-on straining at my shorts. When she reached my shorts her hand went inside and she ran a finger several times up and down my arse crack. It seemed vodka wasn’t just ‘in it’ it was a major constituent. Tom was lying on his back, his shorts around his knees, with Leanne kneeling over him taking his cock in her mouth. “Legs too?” I asked. Leona and I made our way to the table and sat down. “I promise no peeking this time.”
“Damn right there won’t be because you’re going to be there. She had no such inhibitions. She had no such inhibitions. I thought if I didn’t get release soon I might burst. She got to her feet and spat into the sink before turning to smile at me as she wiped a few droplets from her chin with the back of a hand. “In you come,” she said.
