She was smiling mildly I remember now.(The daughter was friendly with me and used o come to the outhouse , where I was staying, quite often, to chat w...ith me or clear some doubts. We became friends and she had started sitting on my lap without any hesitation.I liked, loved in fact, to get her feel on my lap, pressing my cock. My cock used to get erect in her proximity and she had no objection to sit on lap. At first I thought, she would get angry, but no such thing happened. Later I started to. Nathan sat on the smaller boulderbeside it so he was facing me. He kept talking to me about fishing andstuff that he and his dad like to do as I unzipped. He kept talking even asmy stream started flowing. As I looked over I noticed he kept glancing overat my cock every few seconds.Now I don't know why I did what I did next, it was almost like an out ofbody experience, but as Nathan kept talking I just turned around and let mystream start spraying all over him. His chest, his pants, even his. The apartment was four rooms, two of which were guest, a friend of mine, and a large room with no less impressive bed, where, apparently, my Pops and a good time with this little street. The door to the bathroom was wide open, and the mirror in the hallway hung exactly opposite. As he passed, I just could not resist not to satisfy his youthful curiosity. And I discovered the divine spectacle: Marinka, naked and beautiful appeared my greedy eyes. Her breasts, firm, large (the size of the fourth. For as hard as she was on me to keep my room tidy she didn’t take her own advice. Skirts and pants pooled on the floor. Used panties hung over the side of the hamper. Shoes lay were they landed when she kicked them off after a long day.I saw what I was after. The black A-line skirt, cute with pleats and polka dots, was hanging up, way in the back corner. I’d never seen her wear it. I took it from the hanger and let the soft, flowing fabric sift through my fingers.The hair on the back of my neck.