Right about then, we heard a loud grunt from Paul and a guttural moan from Tracy, which caused us to check out what was happening on the pool ladder. As I continued to ride the warm sensation of my ebbing orgasm, Barry let out a grunt and exploded inside me, sending rope after rope of cum deep into my pussy. She used both of her hands on the railing to hold herself up, then bent her knees slightly to give Paul better access. I leaned back in my chaise lounge, so that I was sitting at about a sixty degree angle, which seemed to encourage Barry to stand over me, straddling my chaise, with one leg on either side of my hips. After showering together – with plenty of tit massaging, nipple pinching, cock stroking and ass squeezing – we joined Paul and Tracy in the kitchen and planned our “layover” day. With my eyes closed, I moaned into Barry’s mouth while an amazing climax washed over me. In no time, I felt it crash through my
