I could smell her hair and perfume. The way she dressed let me know that she was no stranger to flirting with men. She had on a silk tank that was at ...east a size too small, and a skirt. As I helped her with her casting, she would shift her weight from one leg to the other. While she did this, she continually rubbed her ass against the front of my pants. This was getting me rock hard, though I didn’t want her to know that. We finished our fishing and grabbed a bite. I learned that she had. Their lips met in a lush and beautiful mingling. Tongues danced together and explored while tiny sounds of erotic pleasure escaped from both of them. He moved down now to her nipples. The rougher skin of his fingers caused them to peak almost immediately. What his fingers had started, his tongue continued. Soft moans escaped her lips as he planted small kisses over her body on his journey over her belly button, and down. Her thighs dropped open, almost of their own volition as his lips touched. Her arms snaked around me, and she said into my chest, “You’re still a bastard.”“Yes, my love. My grandfather reminded me of that fact as often as he could,” I said as I hugged her to me.She pulled back and looked at me shocked, “I didn’t mean it like that, Bron.”“I know my love. But sometimes I forget to tell other people things, expecting them to already know what I know. I simply assumed when I was altering the containers to become our rain barrels that you would know I’d put my favourite. When I was standing on my tiptoes straining to reach the storage area over the closet, David walked up behind me and placed both hands on my breast. I was outraged and decided to put an end to this right away. I grabbed his hands in mine and pulled them away from my breast, turned around to let him have a piece of my mine and that's when I received the shock of my life. He had pulled his gym shorts to the side and was showing me at least 8 solid inches of rock hard cock. I stopped for a minute.