”“You and Ken will get along. He keeps telling me the same. I thought he was telling me to save the money.”“Sounds to me like he knows what he...is talking about and has an appreciation of real beauty.”I lowered my head to take her left breast into my mouth. I ran my tongue around the outside of her nipple eventually bringing it to the nipple. I felt her sharp intake of breath. My position allowed me to undo her jeans as I was doing it. They dropped to the floor. I moved from her left breast to. Hope it isn’t some loud bunch of college students like last time. Could that mail belong to that apartment? Not in a big rush, no longer starving after that yogurt. Still wanting something more personal to eat too. Sheila, could she…? Mail in hand, I knocked on the door. It was too late to stop as I heard a voice. ‘Oh baby! … Fuck Momma … Be right back.’ The door opened just enough to see her standing there, nothing on. She was a goddess with curves in all the right places, nice breasts and. My penis by now was rock hard and had control of me. I opened the cubical door and walked fully naked towards the urinals. I stood stroking my length back and forth until I quickly felt a climax building. The sense of vulnerability meant I was physically shaking with excitement and I soon started to shoot rope after rope of hot thick cum all over the urinal. I retreated back into the cubical and waited for my penis to soften so I could get the cock ring off. It hadn’t lasted long but it had. After a drink to lose some inhibitions we swim in the warm 87 degree tropical water. My top is wet now. It is as if it is not there at all as it is completely see-thru. It is as if I were in a wet t-shirt contest with the thinnest and sheerest of t-shirts. We walk back along the beach and I receive quite a few glowing stares from the hordes of good looking men also on the beach. When we reach our chairs again I take my top off as this a top optional beach. I sit back in my chair breasts.