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Jamaican Resort, The Final Night
Date: 7/7/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: ckbres, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
Carol to dance and Cecelia asked me to dance. I held Cecelia in my arms. She was wearing the same gauze gown and I could feel her naked underneath it. I ran my hands all over her back and pulled her mound to me. Cecelia whispered this could be a hot night and kissed me passionately. Andre was dancing with Carol. He was wearing tight silk slacks and I could see the outline of his big cock. Carol felt the erection and rubbed her mound all over it. Then she turned around and ground her ass on his erection. Brian pulled Carol's gown over her shoulders and kissed her breasts. Brian said to Carol, "I'd like to get my hands on you again and fuck you." Carol groaned, "I love your hands and cock." The dance ended with both of them smiling and a lingering look on their faces. From the resort staff table, Rasta and Fred danced over to our table and pulled Carol to the dance floor. The dum de dum of reggae played. Carol danced between them bumping and grinding on their crotches. Rasta and Fred squeezed Carol between them and were caressing and licking her breasts. Rasta reached for Carol's dress and pulled it off of her. He grinned and said, "Now isn't that better. We have you naked between us again." Their hands were all over her, fingering her wet cunt and beautiful ass. At the end of the dance they came back to the table and patted her on the ass, sending her to me. Many of the people at the others tables were gasping at Carol being naked on the ...