The kiss went on and on...His hands took possession of her round boobs. There was absolutely no fumbling. With one smooth motion, he had her green lime dress unzipped and pulled off her soft shoulders. He kept touching her boobs and her hard nipples in the darkness…I could see Stella’s body humping in her seat. Her friend was Nick and he had his hand under the table cloth; but it was obvious that he was stroking her cunt as she thrust herself against his hand, moaning softly with her red mouth open. Although I could not see too much about Laura and Charlie; I could see enough to know that he had her locked in a tight embrace and was kissing her continuously. All of a sudden it looked to me like Laura was thrusting her body up and down... probably because Charlie was finger fucking her. Then I could see that bitch had her tiny thong around her ankles…I saw Giovanni made my wife stand up and ordered her to be quiet. Then I realized that he intended to cuff my sweet wife’s hands behind. “Let’s get it set up then,” I said, somehow more confident now that I felt us to be completely alone. I smirked at him, and something entered Paul’s expression that gave me pause. He looked hungry.Before I knew it he was stepping towards me, shrugging off his pack and coming very close. I could smell his deodorant mingled with sweat, a cleanly aroma that sent gooseflesh prickling down my arms and back. Paul leaned close, not making eye contact as he slipped his hands underneath the straps of my backpack, pushing them up and out until I complied and let my bag drop to the wooden platform below. Once I did, he made eye contact with me again, our faces only inches apart.Then he kissed me, one hand slipping around the side of my waist while another came up between us and nestled itself on the side of my neck, underneath the line of my jaw. I melted at that touch, liquidly pressing into him, returning his kiss with redoubled energy. We stood there for a little while, entwined, connected..
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