Your squared shoulders, firm breasts, small waist, round spherical buttocks, taut lean legs, slender tapered feet. Once dry I lead you into the master... bedroom guiding you to my bed. Our lips meet for the first time, wet with desire for each other.I set you on the bed and you move upwards where you can lie down and feel the coolness of the satin. The room is warmed by a fireplace at the foot of the bed, and the mutual passion of our bodies. I gently roll you onto your stomach, pull the pillow. However, I'm still not reaching that special place. I don't know why it hasn't worked since that first time. But for now just hold me until we go to the pool."A couple of minutes later, Kat's voice came calling saying the pool was finally ready. We stepped out and then put on our suits. I loved the expression on Angela's face as she saw I had the skimpy two-piece suit. One cup was black and the other was blue, and they only covered about an inch or two around my areolas. And the panties weren't. They were kinda flat sounding, ah, barefoot. Maybe it was a hot older chick with saggy tits I could stare at while cutting her overgrown grass. The door smoothly opened; if it were darks out I swear it was a ghost opening that door and Lurch would be inside: "You raaaaang?"But it was anything but. An older gentleman, my guess 65-ish, retired age. He was gray haired, but had most of his. Thin mustache. Seriously tanned. And he was definitely a runner. Tall, lanky, definitely in shape. None of. I beat the family car there and hid my van down the street. I sprung out of the car I ran to the backdoor of my house. Then I used my key to make my rear entry. I had a plan in mind as I raced through the house up to my mom and dad’s master bedroom.Downstairs, I heard Lauren whining to mom, that she did not need a spanking especially with the wooden hairbrush. I pulled down the attic door quickly, stealthily ascended the steps and closed the attic hatch leaving just a crack, so I would be able.