I had to admire his pluckiness as I have a soft spot for public wankers, and in saying so, I lowered my leg and stretched out, showing my flat stomach... to it's best advantage, after all my husband was behind a magazine and no-one else was watching.I looked back across at the locker and he appeared again in full flow, his fist pumping at the image I was projecting in his direction, I wiped the sweat from my firm tummy, and naughtily pulled the elastic of my bikini bottoms down to my pubic bone,. So it works out that almost every day, he’s there. And so’s my Rachel. And they seldom have enough distance between them to squeeze a dachshund through.“Mom, I dunno ... Derek’s just nice.” Rachel told me one day when I asked.I didn’t let that drop. “Rachel, my dear, you have entirely too much vocabulary to leave me with ‘just nice’. Tell me...”“Mom,” she said with a detectable bit of exasperation, “okay ... I LIKE Derek. He LIKES me. She heaved a heavy sigh. I was being indulged. “IN much the. But even that was hard to believe because when he was done fucking her, he just walked off. He got the wham and the bam, but didn't even offer her the "Thank you ma'am."Maybe she loved him or vice versa. I couldn't even see that though because they didn't kiss. Not once, she just walked up and started sucking his dick. This obviously wasn't the first time they'd done this. Their movements were too practiced. They'd done this before and probably quite often. Then it hit me. This was why she was. You can even call me Leann if you like and I'll try to imagine that it is our first time again. Of course, with you it almost always seems like it is our first time. Just so you know, my love, I really did love it when you ****d my ass earlier. At first, it hurt a LOT but the pain only lasted for a minute or two. You always give me fantastic orgasms but I hope that one day I can squirt for you like my mom did. She told me how erotic it made her feel to see you drink her cum as she squirted into.