Once I was between his legs, he reached down and – with a heavy sigh – grabbed both of my bobbing tits. Indian Sex I don’t usually wear anything when I’m in a hot tub. Kirby kept pushing my head up and down on his stiff rod, and Terry kept pounding me from behind, as my climax washed over me, buckling my knees. Terry said, “Holy shit, Kirby. He seemed like a nice guy, although he seemed to spend an awful lot of time eyeing my tits and ass. All he had on under his clothes were boxer shorts. Amelia and I usually lounge naked in the hot tub, anyway. When I was back in the spa, Terry said, “Did you see the size of Kirby’s cock, Amelia? Given Terry’s “OK”, I moved closer to Kirby and that amazing prick – it was sticking out from his hips, but it wasn’t fully hard, so it had a gentle downward bend to it….almost like the huge mushroom head was weighing down the rest of the shaft.
