Turning back to the mirror I was momentarily puzzled by what could be causing the front to tent outwards till I realized I was again hard. As if some ...external force had control of me, I raised the front of the dress and gripped my hard organ. Staring at my reflection I pumped my cock up and down. In no time at all, I felt my orgasm approaching. Stroking slowly, I came again spraying my cum against the image of myself in the mirror.Returning the dress to the closet, I gathered up the lingerie. Most people would say that she was burning a bridge and being foolish, but Teresa felt liberated. “I still cannot believe that you did that.” Tracy said on the phone. “But it’s going to be great to have you out by us now.” Teresa replied, “You would think that I’d be scared, but I’m not. All that corporate bullshit is just not me. I want to live, not sit in an office or a cubicle just wasting my life away. I don’t need that job anymore, and I’ll see you in a few days.” as she hung up the. She was being stimulated by the feel of her foot rubbing her vulva and the sight of Lizzie's legs all the way up to her panties. The silken panties floral pattern matched the tops of her nylon stockings. Vivian was being stimulated so much that she could feel the increasing dampness in her own panties. Lizzie slowly lifted one foot up and placed it in front of Vivian's face. The girl continued to massage it with both hands but now she could smell the leather shoe on her foot. She found it. I smiled and took her hand and we walked on the direction that the couple had gone in. We had to be careful as the tide was coming in and did not want to find our self cut off. We stumbled around between the rocks, and we soon found a small patch of sand, as we stepped out onto it, both our eyes caught a sight of a naked arse, about 20 yards away, pounding away, to the left of us. We stopped and watched, not wanting to get involved.We could clearly see his balls hanging down and slapping.