Chapter 7

That summer road trip was something I’ll always remember. I got to know my sister again, and really liked her husband Greg. It was a bit of a shock when I realized that he would not only be my brother-in-law but, when I married Jeremy, my uncle-in-law as well. Well, relationships like that didn’t seem to be really important in their family. We were all just fuck-buddies to each other.

In particular, I remember one night when we were at a nudist campground. The day was warm, but there was enough of a chill to have a fire. While we watched the flames flicker, they told me about an “oil orgy” the family had a couple of years back. It sounded too incredible to be true, but Stacie said it was something beyond sex, beyond love, beyond just tactile sensation, but it was a blend of all of those. “I’ve never felt so much like a woman, before or since,” she said.

“It really sounds like something I’d like to try,” I said. Stacie looked at Jeremy, who grinned back. That should have been my first clue.

When we got back from that two-month trip in mid-August, we were more than just four travelers. We’d bonded as a love quadrangle as well. My sister and I shared our guys equally, and even found time to do some lesbian love-making while the guys were fucking each other in the other bed in the camper. I’d never felt closer to her, I was delighted to be a friend-with-benefits to her husband, and I was deeply, deeply in love with Jeremy.

We’d planned to get married as soon as we got home. Jeremy’s parents would plan the whole thing, and host it at their house. No churches for us! We wanted to do it in the nude, and have the whole family be naked as well.

Linda and Gary weren’t the only ones there. Gary’s sister Dee was there, along with her “plus one,” a nineteen-year old boy named Rafael, who was her nephew. Dee was the one that had taken Jeremy’s cherry, and it turned out that she’d taken Rafe’s as well. So he was well trained in the arts of sex by the time he met us, or so she claimed.

Dee had the same Asian traits that Gary and his kids did, with her eye-folds, straight black hair, and dark eyes. Although she was in her forties, she was still slim, and could have passed for somebody in her twenties except for the slight sag in her breasts. She had a broad, toothy smile and a way of making you feel at home right away.

“So you’re Julie!” she said as she hugged me. “I’m so glad to meet you! Jeremy is very special to me, you know, and I’m so happy that he’s found a wonderful girl like you!”

And then Rafael hugged me. He was obviously aware of our sexual activity, because he already had a boner, short but thick, that he pressed against my cunt as we hugged. He was a Latino, short and stocky, with curly brown hair on his head, chest, and crotch, and a mustache to match. He had soulful brown eyes and strong hands, which rested lightly on my hips as we hugged. “I’m pleased to meet you, Rafael,” I said.

“And I am glad to meet you,” he said. “You are so beautiful! Are you Latina? Your dark hair and eyes and skin...”

“No, Italian! But I get that a lot!”

Well, it was pretty clear how the assignations would go. I asked Rafael to sleep with me, and Dee chose Jeremy. Linda picked her brother Greg, and Stacie tapped Gary.

Rafael turned out to be a pussycat in bed. He’d just broken away from his family, who turned out to be sexual prudes who wanted nothing to do with the rest of the family. So he went to live with his aunt, who not only gave him food and shelter but his first lessons in fucking. He was easy to guide, and willing to learn anything I could teach him ... which wasn’t much, since Dee had been pretty thorough. In particular, she cautioned him to be careful when he put his thick cock into a woman’s vagina, so he wouldn’t cause pain. He made sure I was plenty stretched out from finger-fucking first, and I was grateful for that.

When he finally penetrated me with his cock, he was so careful to make me comfortable that I had to coax him to be a little rougher. And he came fast, as if he hadn’t yet had much practice with edging. But that was fine with me. He did stay hard long enough for me to show him the butt-grabbing technique that Jeremy had taught me, to set the tempo and direct his cock to the various parts of my vagina that I wanted more pressure on.

We all then took a break for dinner, which was soup, roast beef, baked potatoes and a salad, all prepared beforehand. We showed pictures and videos of our trip on the television, including a few we’d shot of each other fucking. It got us pretty aroused, so we paired off again for our final fucks of the day. I chose Gary, soon to be my father-in-law, and gave him the best fuck I could. He was the best cocksman I’d ever met, and I was always a little nervous that I couldn’t meet his standard, but he always put me at ease. He’d do silly things like lick my ear and make me laugh as he pounded me. I could see where Jeremy’s playfulness came from. And, boy, could he make it last! No matter how long it took me to achieve a climax, he would be hard the whole time, and cum at the same time I did. The fact that his cock was a little smaller than Greg’s didn’t make any difference at all.

The next morning was the day of the wedding. Six more relatives arrived and were introduced to me. It was supposed to be eight more; Linda’s parents, who lived in Florida, were also invited, but they couldn’t come. (Lars had come down with something, and didn’t want to give it to the rest of us.) But Jeremy’s sister Diane was there with her husband Barry. It was plain to see that Diane was pregnant, not only from the baby bump but from her glow. “When’s it due?” I asked as we hugged.

“November. Maybe around the sixth. And it’s a boy.”

Then Barry hugged me. He was a lean, thin man with glasses and a professorial air. Only twenty-five and already balding, but his black chest and crotch hair was profuse. And his cock was a monster, eight inches long flaccid and God knows how long when hard. It hung down almost halfway to his knee. Interesting!

And not long after that, Linda and Greg’s sister Lori, with two sons and a daughter in tow. I recognized the girl instantly. “You’re Rosie!” I cried. “You were on the swim team at that other college that visited us. We competed last fall, remember? You came in second, and I came in third?”

“That’s right! I remember you! Julia, right?”

“Close. It’s ‘Julie.’ Short for ‘Juliana’ but nobody calls me that!”

“And ‘Rosie’ is short for ‘Rosalynn’ but nobody calls me that, either!” We laughed. I never dreamed that my competitor that day would end up being a cousin-in-law! I recalled her slim figure, even smaller tits than mine, barely visible under the swim suit, and beautiful blue-green eyes and a dazzling smile. Now, without a swim cap, I could see that she was a blonde. And natural, too! As she took off her clothes, I saw that her thin pubic hair was as blonde as the hair on her head.

And then, when we hugged, something flared in me. I wanted to fuck this woman, and see her cum and have her see me cum. And she evidently wanted it, too, because her mouth locked on to mine and gave me a kiss with lots of tongue. I felt myself shaking a little. The only thing that kept me from dragging her into a bedroom was my duty as a bride-to-be, and all the other people I had to greet.

I then hugged Lori, a slightly shorter and thicker version of her sister Linda. “Welcome to the family!” she said. She gave my slot a tickle, and we laughed.

And then came the twins. Jack, taller and hairier, hugged me and kissed me, and he was followed by Bob. Their cocks looked like copies of Greg’s, both flaccid and hardening. But by the time the introductions had been made and drinks and sandwiches had been served, all the men had hard cocks. Barry’s was the biggest by far, a good nine inches when erect, followed by Greg, Jack, and Bob, at a good seven inches. I knew this because they were laughing as they passed a ruler between them and announcing the results. Jeremy and his dad came in at six inches, and Rafael last at five. “Don’t be embarrassed, Rafe,” Gary said. “You’re the thickest by far, and the gals like that!” Rafael smiled bashfully and passed the ruler back to Greg.

Well, the girls weren’t passing around a tape measure to compare busts. Instead, they were telling me what the wedding was going to be all about.

“First, Barry is a minister, so he is going to perform the wedding ceremony,” Linda began. “You exchange vows and rings, and then there’s a family fuck, where all the men fuck you and all the women fuck Jeremy. Have you ever had a half a dozen cocks in a row in you? It’s a trip!”

“All the men fuck me? Are you serious? I mean, I’m not turned off. I’m intrigued. Stacie said you do stuff like that when there are enough people. How does it work?”

“This morning, Gary set up our bed, the California King, next to the pool. You and Jeremy lie there, and the wedding guests line up in order of age. They’ll be primed to cum in you, so you won’t have long with each of them ... maybe five minutes apiece. And then Jeremy fucks you, too.”

“Six guys in a row!” I thought. “No, seven! My God!” Just the thought was getting my pussy wet!

“And we ladies are going to fuck Jeremy the same way!” Lori added. “We promise not to make him cum, though, so he can cum in you last. After you fuck him, the ceremony’s over, except for if some of the girls didn’t cum when they fucked him. In that case, we make sure they get off, too.”

“So it really is seven cocks cumming in me! And the big tarp on the lawn? What’s that for?”

“That’s for the oil orgy, right after the reception.”

“Oh, my God! Stacie told me about that. Like that one, what was it, two years ago?”

“That’s the last one we held. You’re going to like it, girl!” With that, Lori gave my nipple a quick squeeze.

“Unforgettable!” I said. “That was the word Stacie used!”

“Well, let’s get started,” Linda said. “The men are all hard, and they’ve been told to get close to cumming. Hey, guys!” she called out to them. “Are you ready?”

The men nodded, and everybody made their way to the bed, which was strewn with rose petals and covered by a pink sheet. Jack was with Jeremy, acting as the best man and holding a little box that I knew would have my wedding ring. Linda produced vaginal vibrators for all the women, and we slipped the vibrators into our cunts. And then Stacie, as my maid of honor, slipped a bridal veil onto my head. It was the only piece of clothing in the place.

Barry tapped on a glass with a spoon. “Now we may begin. We are gathered here to bless the marriage of Jeremy and Juliana...”

And the wedding proceeded in the normal way, with the exchange of vows and rings, and the final proclamation and exchange of kisses. It would have been the same ritual you would have seen in any church or justice’s office, except that we were all naked except for my veil. All the women had vibrators buzzing inside their vaginas and fingers tickling their slots. And all the men had hard cocks oozing with pre-cum. Barry himself had been stroking his long rod the entire time he was speaking. And Stacie had two rings for me to give to Jeremy: one for his finger, and another one that I slipped onto his cock.

They say that women don’t respond to visual stimulation the way men do, and they’re usually right. But the sight of all those hard cocks and wet cunts went right to my nips and my pussy. And there was the smell of the rose petals, too. I was lubricating the whole ceremony, and when Barry said “I now pronounce you husband and wife!” and Jeremy hugged me, lifted my veil, and kissed me, I was ready for cock!

And boy, did I get cock! I lay on the bed, with Jeremy next to me. I spread my legs wide to expose my pussy hole and somebody slipped a flexible plastic sheet, maybe two feet square, under it. Then Stacie pulled the vibrator out of my cunt. And I was ready for my very first gang-bang, on the occasion of my wedding!

First, it was Gary, my new father-in-law, fucking me with his usual flair, knowing exactly how to bring me close to a climax before his cock erupted in cum inside me. Meanwhile, Lori had removed her vibrator and straddled Jeremy, but took care not to arouse him too much. I had to thank these women for all their fucks with my new husband, because they knew his arousal pattern by heart and were able to adjust their fucking to it.

And as soon as Gary came and his cock slid out, it was Greg’s larger cock in me, sending me even closer to the edge, as Linda straddled her son and rode him cowgirl, letting him fondle those breast that sustained him as a baby and gave him hours of fun when he was a man. As she rode him, she smiled at me and blew me a kiss. My new mother-in-law riding my husband on our wedding day, on the bed right there next to me! That was a sight I never dreamed I’d see! I smiled back as her brother’s cock spewed his cum into me. Then she got up, replaced the vibrator in her cunt, and yielded her space to Dee, who had already removed her vibrator and given it to Linda.

And then it was Barry in me, his long cock impaling me. But he sensed when he’d bottomed out against my cervix, and every one of his subsequent strokes stopped a hair short of that. The family had obviously trained him well! And it was Dee riding Jeremy, the woman who had introduced him to fucking only a couple of years ago. I was so grateful to her for starting him off right!

The sensation of Barry’s huge cock pulsing with his ejaculate, after five minutes of pumping, put me the ragged edge of an orgasm. And then a smaller cock replaced it, attached to a young man whose thrusts told me that he himself was close to an orgasm. It was Jack. He didn’t last three minutes before he came, and his orgasm triggered mine. In the throes of ecstasy, I looked toward Jeremy as he was being serviced by my sister Stacie, now well practiced at the art of teasing him just the right amount. Boy, could those “Hollywood” tits bounce when she wanted them to! And I could see her “orgasm face,” the one I’d seen so often in the past month. No surprise there! She was always a slut, and now she was in her element! I reached out hand grabbed her hand, and we shared our orgasms, sister to sister.

I was still cumming when Jack’s cock was replaced by his brother’s, nearly identical and as eager to cum. Bob knew how to give me the same cock action his brother did, and he lasted longer, giving Jeremy a little more time with his sister Diane than he’d had with my sister. I could tell from her groans that she was close to cumming as Jeremy stroked her baby-bump, her firm young breasts gleaming with sweat.

When Bob came, I was still riding the orgasm that his brother induced. And then I felt Rafael’s thick cock plunging into me, its thickness sending me into a fresh wave of orgasmic thrills. He lasted the full five minutes, giving me time to observe Rosie impale herself on Jeremy’s cock. There was no doubt that she was orgasming, too. She held her hand out to me, and I gripped it, and I could swear that our orgasmic energy was passing back and forth between us through our hands. The last time we were together, we were in adjacent lanes in a swimming pool, straining our muscles to compete with each other. And now we were side by side, our bodies straining with climaxes, our hands locked together in joy. It was the beginning of a special connection that I’ve had with Rosie ever since.

And, finally, it was Jeremy sliding his cock into me. After the previous six cunts that had hosted him, he was as primed as he could be. “I gotta cum, dear,” he panted. “Right away!”

“Cum, my darling. Just cum.” I whispered to him, and not a half a minute later, I felt his cock spasm inside me, adding a last load to my already overflowing cunt.

And then I heard the clapping, as we rolled apart. Linda was there with a turkey baster, which she shoved into my vagina. I looked at her questioningly, but she just smiled back. Then she took a credit card and scraped all the cum off the plastic sheet under me. When she’d collected all the cum and put it into a measuring cup, I was startled to see about a quarter full.

“That’s going into the punch, dear!” Linda said. And that’s exactly where she emptied it into. But first, there was one more part of the wedding ceremony to take care of. Stacie, Rosie, and I had all climaxed during our fucks, and Lori and Linda came while being masturbated by Gary and Greg as they were standing and watching us after their own parts were over. No surprise there, either, since they’d been doing that for over twenty years, and the men knew exactly what to do to get the women off. The feel of the men’s fingers on their nipples and clits, the buzz of the vibrators inside them, and the sight of all that hot humping on the bed was all it took for the sisters to orgasm in each other’s arms.

But Dee and Diane still hadn’t cum, so after Jeremy and I stood up and Gary removed the plastic sheet, they lay down on the bed and let the twins eat and finger-fuck them to an orgasm as we all watched. It didn’t take long, as they were both close to begin with, especially Diane. They held hands as they climaxed, and rolled over to hug and kiss each other in post-coital bliss. That was when we all gave each other hugs, everybody squeezing each limp dick and probing each wet hole.

Now that we all had orgasmed, Gary gave the signal to start the reception part of the ceremony. A large cake was unveiled, Jack and Stacie made their toasts to us, and we all partook of cake, sandwiches and champagne punch mixed with the semen of seven men! (Diane declined the punch, since she was pregnant, but made a show of wiping the measuring cup clean with her fingers, then licking her fingers dry while batting her eyes coquettishly, to the applause of the guests.)

After a while, all the men were getting hard again, and we women were in the mood for more loving. So everybody was waiting eagerly for the orgy to begin, especially Barry and Rafael, who’d never experienced one before. Stacie slipped me a half of a “magic brownie” as she ate the other half herself. “I ate a whole one last time,” she said. “But I think it was a bit too much.” Then she explained the “rules of the game” which were really just guidelines: don’t spend too much time with any one person, try to visit everybody, try to stay just this side of an orgasm but let one rip when you feel the time is right, take a break in the pool if you think you need to but rinse the oil off first at the poolside shower. By this time, everybody was passing around bottles of this special water-soluble oil that Lori had gotten from someplace, and oiling each other up.

Can you imagine being oiled up by five or six people, and oiling them up in return? And lots of oily hands on my breasts and back and pussy, and my hands on lots of oily breasts and pussies and hard cocks? That alone was enough to get my motor running, but that was nothing compared to what started to happen when we all lay down on the tarp and started groping each other.

Everywhere I reached, there would be a breast of cunt or cock at hand, and I’d stroke it. Somebody would be at my crotch, fingering my clit, while somebody else would be sucking on my nipple. We were all making love to each other, teasing each other. I’d feel a finger snake up my cunt. From a guy or a girl? What difference did it make? I’d get finger-fucked for a few minutes, and then the finger would be withdrawn and replaced by another finger. Or two fingers. Or a hard cock. I’d maybe have another hard cock in my mouth, and a third in my hand, before they all found new friends. And then I’d just lie on my back and find two people sucking on my nipples while a third mouth was giving me head. As the bride, I was getting a lot of attention!

It was all a blur of hands and cocks and boobs and cunts, although a few things stood out. At one point, I rolled over on my back, only to find one of Linda’s breasts dangling over me, its long, slick nipple inviting me to suck. So I sucked. Jeremy saw what I was doing and slid over to suck on the other tit. And then I felt Diane’s hand on my breast. “May I cut in?” she said. I released Linda’s nipple from my mouth and slid down to lick Jeremy’s cock, and Diane took my place as I stroked her extended belly. When Gary saw his kids sucking on his wife’s nipples, he came up from behind and began to fuck her doggy-style, sending her into an orgasm. I wondered if they’d ever done the same thing twenty-some years ago, with Linda getting fucked while she was suckling her babies.

I quit licking Jeremy’s cock and started on Diane’s cunt, finger-fucking her, letting my other hand glide along her belly. And as I knelt there, I felt a cock at my own pussy. It slid in, very thick. Rafael’s cock. He pumped for a few seconds and came in me, and then it was replaced by a thinner one ... maybe Greg’s, maybe Jack’s, maybe Bob’s. I didn’t care. Neither of them came in me at that point, although they did later.

My most intense orgasm happened when Rosie and I were finger-fucking each other as we slid our boobs against each other. Every thrust I made was answered by an even deeper thrust, and I responded with a deeper one of my own. We kept adding fingers and before I knew it, we were fisting each other. Our climaxes were almost simultaneous, and when I could focus again, I found my eyes staring into hers. Her lips trembled, and her body was shaking. Then we pulled our hands out of each other’s vaginas, hugged each other tight, and kissed, and cried. We’d gone way over the recommended three-minute interval, but nobody cared. Instead, they watched intently as we two young ladies gave each other the most intense lesbian orgasms of their lives. After that, I would die for Rosie, and she for me.

Then we slithered apart, and I resumed my rounds of loving and being loved. By the end of the session, I’d had every cock in my mouth, and in my cunt. I’d sucked on every nipple, finger-fucked and licked every cunt, and kissed every mouth, usually more than once. I felt all my barriers breaking down, just as Jeremy and Stacie had described, and it wasn’t just the brownie I’d eaten. There was no difference between the kiss of a man and the kiss of a woman. I didn’t care in the slightest whose finger was stroking my G-spot or my clit. It was all pure pleasure. And when a cock slid into me, no matter whose, I loved it, I wanted to give it pleasure, I wanted it to cum in me if it pleased. I really was married now. Not just to Jeremy, but to every member of that family, man and woman alike.

And Stacie was right about something else: I’d never felt more like a woman than now. Every inch of my skin was an erogenous zone. Even a simple stroke on, say, the top of my foot would go straight to my pussy. Every cock was mine for the taking, and I took every one. I was the object of lust, but it was loving and respectful lust, just the sort I’d been craving all my life. I had confidence that I could please any man and any woman. And, for the first time, I truly understood what this family was all about.

Well, I had four or five huge orgasms, and maybe a few dozen smaller ones. I’d been fucked by everybody, man and woman alike. Every man except Jeremy actually ejaculated in me at one point. When I told Rosie about that at the end of the orgy, she said that every one of the men had cum into her, too, including Jeremy. “So you had me beat me there, too!” I laughed, remembering that swim meet last fall.

“Well, all the guys came in you twice! You had me beat there!”

“Not Jeremy. We fucked at the orgy, but he didn’t cum. I think that, as the groom, he was trying to keep his boner ready for any of the girls who wanted it.”

“All that cum in us! That would have filled Linda’s turkey baster!” she laughed. “But most of it just dribbled out onto the tarp. That’s what we were sliding round in ... oil and cum!”

We hugged again, long and hard. “I love you like a sister, Rosie! Can I be your sister?”

“I’ve never had a sister. Well, Diane’s a ‘kissing cousin.’ But I feel so close to you! Yes, you can be my sister, Julie! Please be my sister!” (We didn’t have to say “lover,” because that came with the territory.) And we hugged again, our small oily hard-nippled breasts pressed against each other, and we kissed, and we cried with joy.

The family showered and used the pool while our catered dinner was delivered by a company that one of Gary’s friends owned. He’d arranged that all of the delivery people knew that they’d be greeted by fourteen naked people, so there was no problem with that! At one point, I went to use the bathroom and found the head caterer there. As we chatted, he said that he’d wanted to get naked, too, but his boss had told him that the health codes forbade it. But he was really aroused by all the nudity, and he showed it by the bulge in his pants. “May I feel?” I asked. He nodded, and I groped the bulge. He was hard as a rock.

“Let me take care of that,” I said. We went into the bathroom and locked the door. Then I gave him a hand job through the two layers of clothing he had, rubbing it with the palm of my hand as he closed his eyes and groaned. When I pressed it against the underside of his cock, I felt his ejaculation through the cloth, and saw a wet spot blossom on his pants. He slumped against the wall, opened his eyes, and said, “Thank! That was the best tip I ever got!”

“That’s a pretty nice penis you’ve got,” I replied. “I’m sure you make some girl very happy.”

“Actually, I’m gay! But any port in a storm, right?” We laughed, and he went back to his job as I used the bathroom. Then I returned to the reception, where we chatted, drank more wine and champagne, and finished off most of the wedding cake.

I gave Barry the honor of giving me my first wedding-night fuck, as a sort of payment for his ministerial services. This one was different, because we took our time, paying attention to each other’s responses. I was still turned on from the afternoon’s orgy, so I told him that he could put that monster cock in any time he wanted to. He slid it in and we got a lot of fuck time before he finally came in me. But he remembered just how far he could put it in. “Thanks,” I said. “You’re a very considerate lover.”

“Diane’s taught me well. Her cervix is really sensitive, especially now that she’s pregnant.”

“Is that true for the other girls, too?”

“Well, Rosie’s is. And Dee’s, too. Not Lori and Linda, though. I can actually put my cap past their cervixes once they’re really aroused, and get right into their wombs. Maybe because they’ve had kids. And Linda actually likes the pain.”

“I wonder if Diane will be that way once she has her baby?”

“I’ve wondered about that, too. But I’m fine with whatever she wants.”

“Have you fucked Stacie yet?”

“Not really. Today was the first time, at the orgy, and I wouldn’t call it a proper fuck, because I wanted to stay hard as long as I could, so could cum inside you and Rosie. Rosie insisted that I save a cum for her!”

“She was collecting cums,” I said. “And she got one from every cock, too!”

He laughed. “They told me she could never get enough cock! They were right!”

“Well, that’s four cums you’ve had today, right? Me three times, and Rosie once.”

“Five. I came in Linda, too. At the beginning of the orgy. That’s when I found out about how she liked the pain of her cervix being penetrated, when she insisted that I put my boner all the way in. That put her over the edge, and then her vadge squeezed me hard, and I came, too. Jeez, I never dreamed I’d be fucking my own mother-in-law in public someday. She knew just how to get me off, too!”

“Let’s see if we can make it six,” I said. I laid him on his back and stroked his cock with my pussy, gliding my lips over its underside. When he got hard again, I guided it into me. Cowgirl was a good position, since I could control the depth myself, and strum my clit as we fucked. There were a couple of times I experimented with his boner, pressing it against my cervix to see if I could get his cap to slide past it, but the pain discouraged me so I just let his cock stop just short of my cervix. We timed our orgasms to coincide, after which we both drowsed off.

I woke up earlier than anybody else, so I sought out Rafael, who ended up sleeping with Rosie that night. I wanted to give him one last fuck before Jeremy and I left on our honeymoon. When I knocked on the door, Rosie opened it and gave me a hug. “Well, how did Barry do?”

“He had two cums! My cunt is still aching! But it was worth every minute!”

“Anyway, do you want Rafe now? He’s just cum into me, so he’ll need a little revival time. As for me, I’m going to see what Jeremy’s up to. I gotta fuck him once more before you guys leave!” And after a long hug and a torrid kiss, during which we grabbed each other’s tight swimmer’s asses, off she went, my new cousin-in-law who was also my newest, dearest sister.

Rafe gave me a huge grin. “I was hoping you’d come by!” he said. “You are such a splendid woman to fuck! You know, you’re the first teenager I ever fucked!”

“Well, lie on your back and let me get you ready for more,” I said as I grabbed his short, stubby penis and sucked it into my mouth. I tasted pussy on it. Rosie’s pussy. That inflamed me. I positioned my own crotch over his face and let him smell the fragrance of my own snatch, and see Barry’s cum welling up from it. He put his hands on my ass cheeks. “Such strong muscles!” he said. “Just like Rosie’s!”