I bring my hand back up to the tops of your shoulders and softly stroke them again, rubbing the soapy water deep into your pores. Steadily, my hand re...aches down the front of your chest, lightly caressing your throat, then dipping lower to begin rubbing along the tops of your breasts. I slide my hand back and forth across the tops of your breasts, not daring to reach down yet, but instead listening to the soft moans that escape you and watching as your nipples harden even more, until their tips. The head of his mushroom-shaped cockhead was ungodly in size and girth! I’d learn later by measuring him that he was a full ten inches. He could have been a porn star for sure!I suppose only my most basic instincts now took over. My desire to please him and the reality that he had already put me in such a subservient and willing state had me frazzled. It would be the truth to confess that I never saw myself ever doing what I was about to do!In so many ways this all seemed to be near madness. I. We all swam, drank beer (my first) and generally horsed around in the water. After a while. Mark came over to me and kissed me on my lips. It was really special to me and as we did that, I felt his hand move over my little nipples and then between my legs. He pushed his finger in me and I was already wet by now and ready for anything! He led me upstairs to his bedroom and we both layed on the bed. He went down on my pussy and while my eyes were closed and I was busy concentrating on him doing. “I’m going to do my own thing, Dana,” she said. “You and Ed, you two may have the evening to yourselves.”Which made it easy. Back to the airfield and the office, where a fete was being assembled on short notice, food, socializing, that sort of thing. Attendance wasn’t mandatory, but seriously, where else would we want to be?The funeral of Gramma’s friend was to be the following afternoon. The next morning, she went with me and Nikki to see one of her former students, now a judge.“Of course this.