She was a six foot tall, blond Scandinavian beauty with a great body and an outgoing friendly personality. The other was Sandy my current bi-sexual lo...ver who had short dark hair and a pair of boobs that would make any man salivates. I loved her dearly and we spent many a night making love to her in my husband’s cabin cruiser.Well the first weekend was a smash. Word spread around the lake that there were new “hot” waitresses at our resort. My girls were in full makeup, wearing the skimpiest. . When Mommy comes in the pool with me, we usually play with my boat or with the watering can; we take turns pretending to be flowers."Lisa was on the point of stepping into the pool when Mark called out: "Miss Lisa! You'll get your tee-shirt all wet." Yes, I know, Mark. I think for today, it will be all right ... you see, when I was your age, I was taught that I had to wear a swim suit when I was playing in the water. I wasn't as lucky to have a Mommy like yours who said it would be all right. Pretty soon, granny’s tits were drenched in my saliva.My hands slowly made their way south, fondling granny’s fleshy waist and fingering her deep navel for a while as she squirmed. I put my knee in between granny’s thighs, and hiked up her saree, as I lifted my leg. Granny wasn’t wearing any panties, and as soon as my naked knee touched her dripping pussy, she shuddered a bit. And bit her lips in ecstasy. Soon, instincts took over and she held my leg between her thighs firmly and started. So, with my own carnal needs temporarily sated, I was well aware that we could not take that risk. “What do you want me to do for you now?” I asked. Without saying a word, Michael reached down, took my hand and placed it on his hard shaft. I understood and began to massage his erect cock. His penis felt heavier than I was expecting. Its thickness surprised me. The skin was surprisingly smooth and soft. I did not have any idea how to stimulate Michael. I traced the palm of my hand over the head..