” The Train Station was a restaurant that had once been a small train station in some backwater town in Indiana and when times changed it got moved,...piece-by-piece, to Florida.“Yes, please,” Ginger said with a smile. She put the pan she’d just gotten out back in the cabinet.We all went to the bedrooms and dressed in casual clothes to go out. Again, Ginger and Stacy wore the legal minimum to not get arrested for indecent exposure. Ginger wore a small bikini bra and cutoffs that seemed to be. “Open the bag.” She instructed.I tore my eyes away from her and grabbed the bag and opened it. Inside were two butt plugs and a bottle of lube. I looked back at Jennifer, whose eyes were sparkling wildly. She slowly pulled her finger out of her ass and turned around, placing both of her hands on the edge of the tub. I could see her face in the mirror and she grinned at me, shaking her ass in my direction.“Do you want it? Take it.” She purred.I grabbed the bottle of lube and moved behind her,. More

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