And then, as she glided toward the bathroom, his eyes were drawn to her firm hips in the silk thong. As he watched, he could feel the beginnings of de...sire. When Fran emerged from her shower, prepared for breakfast, she wore a filmy white shirt over a tropical sarong. Dorothy Lamour hadn't worn a sarong as well. As they walked past the flowers, there was a flash of tan, firm thigh, as Fran's legs were seen, then hidden, then glimpsed again. The smell of hot coffee and freshly baked bread. She then slid the fabric to one side exposing my swelled lips to the cool air of the dressing room. It wasn't long before her slender fingers were rubbing up against them causing me to pour my juices on them. I desperately needed to release but wanted it to last forever. Curving her index and middle finger she slid them from the front to the back only slightly entering me to maintain the wetness I had spewed on to her fingers. The sensation was too much. My head was starting to spin and I. The solution was to strip off naked and dive in.So after a little hesitation, I undressed and dived in, swimming to the bottom to clear the outlet. I was surprised to find that it was a very small pair of panties - obviously belonging to Tanya. I threw them up onto the edge of the pool before relaxing in the pool.It was a hot day, and the sensations of a nude swim on my body was wonderful.I'd been swimming for about fifteen minutes when I heard a voice "Hey ... how's the water?"I looked up to. I placed my hand around to each ass cheek and started lifting and lowering her butt, to help Martha out to move my cock in and out of her tight wet pussy."Oh fuck me Sammy, your big hard cock feels so damn good, in my pussy, fuck." Your pussy feels fucking good, around my dick." Oh fuck, I'm cumming Sammy, all over you cock."I felt Martha's cum just flow out, which her pussy muscles went to squeezing my dick, just before she cum, which was now getting my legs and balls all wet.I kept flexing my.