I wasn’t in any rush. Walking through a gap in the bushes I went over to the edge of the small cliff that overlooked the beach and stood, feeling th... sun and slight breeze on my body. Naked people were sunbathing, walking around, a few swimming. I stood there for a while just enjoying the view.As I turned to go back to the path I noticed a sunshade amongst the bushes and took a few steps closer out of curiosity. A naked guy and woman were lying on a towel kissing. His hand was between her legs.. They coupled aggressively that evening, much to her enjoyment,Tim wasn't as modest with his touches as the still attractive mother would have liked. She always enjoyed his hands upon her skin, but he openly touched her when Esmerelda or Jerry was in company. It made her feel cheap, like some common whore - and was surprised she rather enjoyed the feeling. She was her son's slut, just as he had said. The proof to this statement was when she stole into her son's room, as she often did to wake. Do not hide them, proudly bring them to me for anyone to see. Her face flushed, I think she was hoping for some time to relax after her flight, but I was not giving her any. She was in there for a few minutes before she walked out with a white thong hanging from her outstretched hand. A few people noticed, but no one said anything. I could tell she was mortified, I was hard as stone. “Here are my panties, Sir.” I smiled and took them, smelling them first I stuffed them in her bag. I told. Taylor immediately felt herself get wet. No. She couldn’t think about him that way. It was wrong. Even though her roommate was going on with another man, Taylor knew she still had feelings for Michael. It was just plan wrong. Janie came down the stairs with their other roommate Amy and they both took an end of the mini refrigerator. They carried it up the stairs, leaving only one last box. It was a box marked for Taylor’s room. Taylor grabbed the small box and carried up the stair, through the.