"Okay, tits great. We'll be expecting you." And then Sandy turned to us, hot "She'll be bath here in five minutes. Her name is Brenda, but everyone calls her Bren. She's a sweetie." When we heard a knock on the door, I spoke up, "I'll get it." I was trying hard to get over being so shy, and the drinks were helping. I peeked through the spy hole and then opened the door enough for Bren to come in. "Hi, Bren. I'm Jan. That's Susan bedroom on the sofa, and you already know Sandy. Would you like a Screwdriver?" "I'd love one." She said, already undressing. And then she turned to Sandy and said, "You said they were young ladies and that I'd love them, but you didn't tell me they were centerfolds." When she was totally naked, bed Bren walked over to the middle of the living room area. She held out her arms and looked up at the ceiling while turning around. "Get the looking over with so I can relax." She said with a giggle. Susan, Sandy and I all laughed, and then Susan said in an appreciative tone, "Very, very nice." I agreed wholeheartedly. Bren had shoulder-length blond hair. She was about five foot seven or so, and like the other three of us, she was very trim and fit. Her boobs were more like mine—not as big or as firm as Susan's. And her pussy was totally shaven. I loved that look. And her tan was even better than Sandy's, also with no tan lines. I handed her the drink I'd just made, and then headed off to get her a towel. When I returned, I spread it on the stuffed chair opposite where Sandy was sitting, and then returned to my place beside Susan. "Bren, just so you know, Susan and Jan are desi new lovers. I’m very pleased with your work and when I saw your video for new employees on ‘Sexual Harassment’, that bothered me. Please know that Ellen and I are good friends, she doesn’t bath expect any special treatment tits or favors. Cindy moaned into his mouth. My hormones were in overdrive now as my hands now crept down to her luscious ass kneading it and in one fell swoop scooped her up and bed place her on my lap. "Yes." I help her out by grabbing ahold of Jemmas bedroom ass cheeks and spreading them apart, holding her down in the process. "Here is what I thought," he told his daughter as he looked around the sandy beach "we can dig a little in the sand and place two straight sticks here" he said while drawing on the sand. Still it benefitted herself, she thought. Arl and Bla just ignored them and waited patiently to get to school. Coming up with hot a plan, she waited a few seconds before walking up to the pair to act as if she hadn't seen the scene. “It was the bottom end of a Budweiser long neck bottle that they had stuck all the way up inside me.” I screamed, “I’m cumming mom, I’m cumming!” “So you admit you said it?” I asked, wondering if we were opening a can of worms here. After quickly turning around to make sure I wasn’t being followed, I burst into Mitch’s desi room and started moving the books to his bed until I saw the cryptex. The smell of alcohol was enough to do the trick. I held her tight and thrust my tongue deep into her cunt. “Jonathan, I think we need to take this inside.” He agreed and as I turned I saw Lucy trying desperately to fend off her mother’s “friend.” Fortunately, I had just the solution. I have the mother of all headaches, and I groan. Huh?! Looks to be about 17, 18? The sign next to the door read 'V.I.P Lounge'. He started humping me, and for a few seconds all I felt was a hairy nub rubbing against my butt. I giggled again. The pleasure surged through me. Stars burst before my eyes. He has a fat cock, but pretty short. Lines of glistening spit connected my cock to her lips for a moment before they snapped.