As we started through the countryside it started to rain heavily, i glanced across at the guy next to me and saw he had fallen asleep despite the rain...hammering on the roof. It was then that I noticed I suddenly had a raging hard-on. The guy was about my age with a perfect body and about a day’s stubble, just how I like it. I kept glancing across and it felt like my cock would tear through my jeans any second, I slowly moved my hand down to my crotch began stroking my aching member through my. She was squirming and twisting all the time and she couldnt shout as her mouth was filled with her husbands huge cock.. She was all over it like a lollipop and with her double pleasure she was leaking juices like a waterfall.i was lucky enough to get to taste all that was flowing out of her pussy and i was enjoying the sexual satisfaction she was getting out of this whole act. He had in the meantime gone down to her breasts which she herself was very violently massaging as she likes her tits to. Everybody called her Auntie. Just Auntie. And when I asked the question privately of various individuals, the answer was always the same. "That's what we've always called her." But I felt extremely uncomfortable calling a woman who was clearly younger than me "Auntie."Raul was constantly casting surreptitious little leering glances at Brenda. I actually TRIED to feel jealous about it, and in fact, considered hating the man; but the truth of the matter is that the brawny fellow embodied just. Occasionally Ben and I would stumble into Wendy and Gracie in the pool and the inevitable splash fight/dunking war would ensue. Laughing, screaming, dunking, grabbing ... standard swim club fun. Our only plan for that day was to keep out of the heat.[u][b]Gracie’s Story[/b][/u]At one point, I found myself just lounging in the water on the side of the pool. I’m not sure where Ben or Wendy were at the time, but the next thing I know here comes Gracie swimming up to me all by herself. Gracie was a.