(5)“Of course not. You boys go off and play. We’ll sit here and have another glass,” and Philippa shoos the two men out.Jenny looks at her. They... are about the same age, she imagines. Philippa is shorter than Jenny, not really what you would imagine as Mistress material. She has dark shortish hair in a pageboy bob with pale skin and blue eyes. The black, white and blue combination is very striking, Jenny thinks. Philippa has an open round face; she looks as if she shares her time between cooking. She struggled violently in the water for a moment and as she felt herself slipping under, took a big breath and held it. She only went down a few feet before she bobbed up again. But her legs were too tired to kick. Lee churned up beside her and hooked an arm around her chest. His hand accidentally brushed across her nipples and despite her fright, she felt the hot rub do naughty things deep inside her."Ohhh, thanks," she gasped. "I was really running out of gas." It's just a little ways now,". She was looking at my boobs and thighs when chatting.After some time of talking, she said, “You have such a great figure! Your husband is lucky to have you.” I smiled and told her, “You are beautiful too, Santi.” For which she just smiled and told, “No didi I don’t have what you have. I am not so sexy looking like you.”I held my boobs from the top of my t-shirt and told her. “Is this what you mean? This is just some meat.” She smiled and said, “Everything in you is good,” and she became sad. I. Before you can enjoy the view too long though, she straightens back up and throws her bag over her shoulder.She walks past you, but as she does, her hip brushes across the front of your pants. You manage to just barely fight back a grunt, but your pants tighten instantly. You follow her out of the library; your eyes locked on her perky young ass as it moves under her loose skirt. Each cheek shifts and jiggles just slightly with each step she takes.Nancy heads down the library steps and leads.