" She reached down and boldly grasped his hard dick through his pants." She reached down and boldly grasped his hard dick through his pants. "Boy, she wasn't lying," June giggled. She slid her hand up and down the length of his big rod, massaging it through his pants. "Come on, forget them," June whispered to him. She took one of his hands and slid it inside the bottom of her blouse. Mike found himself sliding his hand up over her warm flesh in spite of himself. His hand closed on her big tit and he began to squeeze and manipulate it. She gasped into his ear. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sam slide the zipper down in the back of Betty's pants and slip his hand down inside. He knew that Betty wasn't wearing any panties so he knew that Sam had his hand on Betty's bare ass. He saw that Sam had his other hand up inside Betty's blouse, and he knew that she wasn't wearing a bra either. He wondered for a moment if Betty knew he was there, then he realized that she had her head buried in Sam's neck, and couldn't possibly know who else might be on the patio. Stangely, Mike found himself almost as excited by what Sam and Betty were doing as by what he and June were doing. "Why don't you pull my skirt up and feel my pussy?" suggested June. "I'm not wearing any panties," she added. Without hesitating, Mike pulled her short skirt up in the back and slid his hand down over her warm bare ass. When he reached the bottom of her ass, he just slid his hand right in between her legs from behind and dipped his middle finger into her crack. He found her pussy flowing with juice! Glancing at Sam and Betty again, he saw that Betty was unzipping Sam's pants. Evidently, Sam was not wearing any shorts, because his dick sprang right out through the open fly. Mike was a little relieved to see that Sam's dick wasn't quite as big as his own. Mike felt June's hand pulling his zipper down. She pushed the front of his jockey shorts down and wrapped her hot hand around his hard prick. "Umm," she purred in his ear. |