‘What’s wrong, Michelle? You’re squirming like a slut.’ Then Cassandra’s eyes widened. ‘Oh, that’s right…you can’t talk about Blonde... Concepts anymore, can you? That means that by us discussing it now, you’re having some really strong urges, aren’t you?’ Cassandra laughed. ‘Oh, this is rich! Look at you!’ Michelle’s hips were wriggling and her mouth watered. She was struggling not to drool, and she needed to suck cock in the worst way. Gawd, she needed some cum in her belly. Damn that Cassandra!. "What are you doing, Mrs. Vacstid? I'm naked." "I can see that, and I'm watching you very closely, Eric. Obviously, you've been a voyeur yourself, so I wanted to return the favor," she answered, displaying the picture close to my face. My lips went into my mouth and eyes drifted down. "Do you deny it, Eric? Tell me you didn't take this picture of me showering." My fingers from both hands went in and formed fists. "I didn't take the picture, Mrs. Vacstid." She sported a grin, as her other hand. Mike took his time undressing, as he was watching her, but trying not to be too obvious about it. Mike marveled at Michelle’s body. A woman of 52, she had small but firm breasts, and a trim waist, with a neatly trimmed pubic area. As Michelle stepped into the pool, Mike watched. Her butt was perfect! This caused his penis to awaken, and hastened his undressing. Michelle then turned and looked at Mike. Now it was her turn to be impressed. Broad, strong shoulders, led to a tight waist. . When she arrived home we packed few things and headed towards the Resort about an hour drive from the city. On our way there stopping by a market to bye few things we decided taking with us few bottles of Vodka and Rose Wine with some snacks to have for our stay . Going out from the market she took a chilled Wine bottle to drink on our way made me drive slower to reach our destination.It was still early checking in at the resort, not to far from our place I found a nice spot on the beach where.