She stood back up in front of me and slowly undressed. She had the most beautiful curves. Her body was perfect. Soft breasts, flat belly and a round a...ss. What more could a guy want? She had small, tasteful tattoos that just made her look more appealing.“Matthew, I know you like touching my pussy, how would you like to lick me?”I nodded. She sat on one of the other seats and spread her legs. I got to my knees in front of her and watched as she spread her pussy lips wide open for me. It looked so. They seemed to be sliding down your back… Fuck! You felt his breath against your ear, you felt the goosebumps that it always caused you. That’s when you heard it, his deep authoritative tone that was still completely foreign to your ears.“Submit.” One word. The thought made you involuntarily clench your legs, but you could still feel it – the wetness gathering in your pussy, your primal need begging to do what he told you to do.But you were resolute – you wouldn’t give in so easily – even as. The guys were still drinking or smoking, or both, and Mum was having a drink too. I strolled down to the water with Lils and we waded in. It was nice and warm, and another nice sensation to go with the others we’d just had.We swam a little way and stood up. I decided we could cuddle, like loving sisters, but there was a risk they’d be able to tell if we kissed, or kissed properly, so cuddling was all we were doing. But feeling her naked little body was a good part of what I’d been missing, and. Wasn't always this way. The sex part that is, the flirting that was always there. Then recently we both went for what we each knew the other wanted and now we get it on most weeks. Anyway, his last afternoon visit I mention a sore back and he says let me give you a massage, I am pretty good at it.He said to grab two small towels in case my hubby entered as we were dangerously close to his return time, as if towels would somehow make it either explainable or acceptable, and we headed to my.