’s.’ Elyse, stopped her pec pumps and shifted around on the seat. Placing a leg on each side of a spring mounted Y-frame, she began to press it to...gether and release it with her knees. She was very well-muscled. Her thighs rippled with the effort. This was a truly inspirational sight, as the minuscule crotch of her thong suit began to ride up between her pussy lips. In short order, considerable pink was showing. I could feel my own crotch beginning to stir, and Elyse noticed. Smiling, she. The plumbers and electricians were at work on the new houses, but the remainder of the construction crew were off on paid vacation. The deer problem had been resolved, and the crops in the fields were doing well, as it had rained on Sunday, the last day of June, and again on Monday, the first of July. Thursday, the Fourth of July, was a day of great celebration. My Parents moved the family grill to the O’Connell House here in Fourth Reality along with the necessary charcoal briquettes to run. Her attitude interested him. Generally, her face was preoccupied, serious, and, at times, little sad. She was very definitely alone. A glint and flash of light on the fingers of her left hand told him she was married.Her body was a pleasure for him to watch as she walked along in the loose sand. She always wore tight slacks that allowed him to see and imagine her long, firmly shaped thighs and tapered legs, her sensually petulant buttocks that twitched and ground with every step. And her. I was asked about my past and freely spoke about my love for oral sex, my encounters with Eric and my open attitude to sex when on holiday. They enjoyed hearing about me having had some 3 and 4 group sex, my liking for cum in my mouth and some of the dirtier things I had done. As we chatted things obviously started to get quite arousing again.As we lay on the bed talking and getting more in the mood again, Ian slowly began to run his hand up my leg and I was getting ready for another session.