There were about ten other people were either in the pool or laying out on the rocks. None were wearing clothes. Greta said, “I guess I should have ...old you everybody skinny-dips at the pool. Is it OK with you?”The guys both nodded and Bill said, “It is what it is.”They all stripped down and waded into the very cool water. They splashed around, floated, talked and finally climbed out to warm up on the rocks. Greta had spread out the blanket and they all laid down to enjoy the sun.. She would be teaching one day, perhaps far away. I knew better than to bring up that subject. In fact, everything that I could think of as material for discussion somehow led to the fact that the one person in whom I could place any trust was surely going to be out of the picture sooner or later. And on that particular day I wanted very much to undress her and touch her, but I had grown fearful of even saying anything or making a move in that direction.I blinked and looked up. She stared. This made her feel even worse, and she poured herself athird tumbler of wine. She went to the full length mirror in her bedroom, and slipped the bathrobeoff her shoulders. She stood there looking at the necklace and the chain between her nipples. Stillnaked, she returned to the couch and her glass of wine. She laid back on the couch and thought anddrank. Her hand moved to between her legs and she felt the soft wetness of her vagina. Sheinserted her finger and located her clitoris. There she. Ahmed tried to hold my head still, but couldnt. I did my best to suck on him, but it was a lost cause. He stepped away and jerked himself, watching as Jamal fucked me hard and fast. I started to whimper, dropping my head and just feeling it all, my bare tits shaking madly, my pussy screaming at me. I bit my own lip to keep from crying out as my first orgasm crashed over rme. All three of them chuckled at my attempt to remain quiet. Dont worry, Becky. They know what were doing. We just paid them.