She came right back with “I don't know sweetheart, group there are three or four traveling companions with me that look like they could use a good wild fuck, I won't miss out. Hmmm,” she mused “Three at a time, I never tried that.” We agreed that we missed and loved each other then ended the connection. Just as I was about to tell Amber about the flight delay her phone jingled, she looked at caller ID, “It's Chloe.” Apparently Chloe didn't know Amber was sitting in her kitchen because she gave her best friend the same message as she had just given me. Amber put down the phone, “Damn, now I can look forward to another dull day. Chloe won't be here and I'm not going out with Harrison until tonight so I guess you’re stuck with me for a while.” I asked her “You want to have a drink?” Amber thought my question over for all of a full microsecond before answering with a mischievous glint, “It's a little early, but what the hell. Do you have any Coke to mix?” “Tequila and Coke don’t blend” I told her with the assurance of a professional drinker. “That's okay, we can do cactus shooters after a whiskey and Coke.” I went to get some booze while Amber got two drink glasses. I came back to the kitchen table then made a collage show of lining up the bottles I was carrying. Jim Beam, Jose Cuervo, Captain Morgan and Johnny Walker were some of the gentlemen that joined us for the sex afternoon. Amber throttled Jack Daniels by the neck and choked two shots from him. “Where's the Coke?” I asked. “You don’t have indian any,” she handed me a whiskey. We held the glasses high, toasted the lousy weather then tipped back and swallowed the drinks at the same time. I caught my breath and tried hard not to cough while her face turned red and her eyes watered. “Shit,” she said, “why does the first always burn?” The second shot toasted the absent Chloe then Amber and I spent the next hour or so in aimless conversation while sipping various brands of spirits. Say it. “Ha ha. I needed information and decided that the marina office would be a good place to start. It wasn't that important. It has been hard,” I returned. "Yes," I said as I crawled onto the bed and positioned for the side-ways 69. Cassie’s finger moved quickly in the oily depths of her cunt, as Maddy began to rub the sticky substance into her skin. It's about knee length, and she always keeps it flowing down her back, wild and free. As she was leaving, her mobile phone buzzed. Her hand grabbed the red ruby I gave her. Chrys kept up her pace as I shook and rocked on her cock. Someone you sex care for. She didn’t even answer, just burst into laughter, indian along with the other doctors. “Nope.” I grinned. Last week I went to the pool and had arranged with the Married Guy to maybe hook up afterward in the change rooms. Instead of telling me to pull it up he did it for me. I was so embarrassed as he pulled the suit collage right up to my crotch. "You're a slut," Gary remarked almost casually. Leona stopped to think about it. “There you go, honey,” Hazel said. I wiggled my naked form against my Master's group equally nude body, his cock rubbing on my rump. With that they each went off to their daily duties. Our hands were roaming free on our bodies, whatever boundary there was it was gone. You’re saying you don’t want a lawyer?”