The river sounded like a good place to be so I set off to join Martin and Jill. I took my camera along as I thought there could be some good photo opp...ortunities around the river. It was about a 15 minute walk to the first place they had suggested. As I walked down the infrequently used path, I smiled to myself, thinking that Martin was probably hoping that he had some small chance of seeing Jill's tits again.I found myself walking quite a way down the river before I heard their voices. They. The wine was flowing freely and she could tell that all four were gettingquite bold and started to tease each other. For a moment she thought shewas watching an episode from the series 'Sex and the City'.Mina was serving for nearly two hours the various courses of food and thedessert and only when they went back to the living room still holdingtheir wine glasses she was sent back to the kitchen to eat something andtend to the dishes. Her feet were killing her, she realized what it meansto be a. When I came out I walked past my bedroom door. Mike had fallen back off to sleep, his arms still tied over his head, he was butt naked with his limp cock resting on him.I went into my closet and got a t-shirt and some shorts out, after getting dressed I went downstairs and tided the kitchen.About 11 o'clock I went back upstairs to check on Mike. He was awake but laying silently."Hey big boy," I said as I walked over to the bed."Mom, I need to use the bathroom," he replied.I reached over to the. Others who had sought admittance would usually stare hungrily at the young women, some actually drooling. They had the effect of disgusting the old woman, it was because of men such them that she had conceived and opened Bikini Beach. This man was...different. He looked at the women but with a different look in his eyes, one of longing. He troubled her. For one thing, she couldn't 'read' him as well as she could most men. She was concerned that he might be a danger to her female guests..