She was duly impressed. My god, she thought, he is big like Nicky.Then she melted into Stanley’s arms and they began making out like two oversexed t...eenagers. I knew what was driving Stanley but wondered what was driving her. Little did I know that for several years she had been so envious of Nicky with all the pussy he was getting, while until now, Nicky’s cock had been enough for her. Now it was the beginning of catch up time. I was so mesmerized by the sights in front of me, I forgot to turn. " Come back with me to the river, mistress Hedgepeth and we can get you washed and cleaned up nicely. I will get a clean shift from the line to replace your unsuitable remnants."When Cassie came back to the river, she found the young widow up to her nipples in the water washing her long black hair in the rushing current."I also brought you some of the goat's soap we made just yesterday. It works wonders in taking out all the dirt and it makes the skin feel new again."The widow smiled her. "What do they call this drink?" asked Angela."Sex on the Beach!" replied Mrs Wellings. Both women found this very funny and it was several minutes before their giggles subsided."I prefer the other drink we had before that one!" gasped Angela as soon as she had got back her breath. "I preferred the "Orgasm" to "Sex on the Beach". More hysterical laughter followed and soon both women were walking arm in arm, more than a little tipsy, back to the hotel.Angela giggled a few more times and tried to. With one finger inside, curled upwards, I found the base of the clit area and was gently rubbing it from inside as I took that oh so beautiful little button and sucked on it, increasing the suction. Nancy's ass came off the bed as she softly moaned her approval. I felt a rush of warmth from within as her body shook. No longer able to keep my finger inside her, I held both those beautiful cheeks that looked like an upside down heart in my hands and continued to do what I knew was causing such.