“So sweet. So innocent.” “Knowing you, she’ll not be innocent for long, dear.” “As if you’re one to talk. God,” the male, Robert, I re...called, moaned quietly, “I could ravage her right now.” “Control yourself.” The woman’s voice hissed sharply. The mattress creaked and dipped slightly right next to me. Something brushed lightly over my cheek, and I pretended to stir in my sleep. Again that soft touch, and now I realized that it was breath, her breath, tickling my skin from close by and smelling. He bent her over and started to rub a soapy hand over her velvet channel and a finger traced her asshole. Suddenly he stood up and turned her around so she was captured between his muscled body and the tiled wall. The water now splashed over him and briskly he washed himself clean of the sand and the sweat. His eyes moved all over her as thiswas the first time he could see her naked in daylight. He lifted her up against the wall folding her legs around him and said ‘Poppet still wants that. Trying so hard not to touch myself in front of all these people, knowing what Im going to do to you later. I keep crossing and uncrossing my legs, hoping thatll temporarily relieve the tension between my legs. My jeans arent doing a good job of concealing it as Ive conveniently forgotten to wear panties. Seeing your butt jiggle as you jog off the court and head to the locker room makes me shiver. Quietly I walk down the bleachers and make my way to the rear entrance of the locker room, waiting. As he reached up to turn on the nozzle, she pressed her wet, soapy body against him, soaking his clothes.He stepped back while she laughed."Well, I guess you'll just have to join me," she told him.They spent the next thirty minutes soaping and washing each other's body. When they finally rinsed off, he carried her into the gazebo. He laid her down on her back and she opened her legs for him. He maneuvered over between her legs but surprised her by scooting backward so he could go down on.