Yep, she still is a “bigger” built girl with boobs and hips and thicker, smoother looking thighs designed for the guy who would and could value th...em. Maybe I had grown up to be that guy. She sat away from us all, wearing a lightweight top, which was off white, and could be unbuttoned to just about where her boobs began. I saw cleavage of course, although not much of it, but it was there and she was proud of it, I’m assuming. I got up from the crowd I was talking to once I realized it was her. I. However, I had just got in and the water was cold, my nipples were really hard and I instinctively lowered myself into the water. I went off to do my laps of the pool and got out 30 mins later.John and his son were in reception when I was leaving and we started chatting whilst I used the vending machine. He mentioned that he had to drop his son off at his grandmothers locally and asked if I fancied a drink at the coffee house in the high street. I only had housework and an empty house to go to,. "How old are you, Todd?" "Nineteen, Ma'am, I mean Louise." "Oh I remember when I was nineteen a hundred years ago," she said. "Well it couldn't have been quite that long ago," he countered smiling. "Not quite, but almost," she laughed. She got up to turn the wall radio on and then went over to the bed and sat lightly on the edge of it. An hour later they were almost in tears laughing after her telling how she felt the first time she'd had champagne and she had not had anything to eat and she. She moaned and smacked her lips. "Oh, he tastes good, Deanie." Good to the last drop," Deanie said between licks. Deb offered her the alcoholic mixture and then popped my knob into her mouth. Deanie sipped the drink and moaned then gulped down most of the rest, leaving a swallow for her sister. "I'm assuming you'll give us more in the future," she said to me, my juice shining wetly on her lips. I pulled her to me and gave her a very un-uncle-like kiss. My tongue slipped between Deanie's full.