" I've got something that works just as well. And tastes better." He went over to his pack and pulled out a small bottle. "Olive oil. Extra virgin." H...mm," I said skeptically. He poured a goodly measure of the olive oil in his cupped hand and rubbed it on my breasts. It felt like satin as his hands moved over my nipples. The towel was loose around his waist and his half-erect penis and testicles poked out. What a wonderful way to wake up! A hot afternoon with a breeze, a Greek island, and a. At last, I caught up with him, and he must have given up on me because he was concentrating on shooting at the stagecoach.I managed to find a good tree to lean against about 50 yards from the bandit. I took my time to line up my shot with the shotgun and blasted the man in his side just below his ribcage. Again, that wad of 12 #00 buckshot arriving in a single mass practically tore the man in two. Okay, that was two down, and it was time to go after the third one.The other two men were across. I sat down and started to eat alone. I was almost done when my wife a our overnight guest came in the kitchen. He was totally dressed and my wife had on only a pair of panties and a short t shirt. Her nipples where hard and stood out easy to see. I offered them some coffee and breakfast. They both took up my offer. After they finished our guest stood up and as he brought his plate to the sink where I was standing he thanked me for the great meal. I told him he was welcome, he went on to thank. She was a cheerleader and liked to wash her car and sometimes she would touch her pussy and give the old farts a cheap thrill.The days she washed her car, George made sure he was reading a book to watch her play with herself. George assumed she was an exhibitionist. He wondered if she would ever throw herself at him.George had set up his telescope and would watch her through it. Last night she put on a great show. She must have been a little tipsy. She stood in front of the mirror and.