His answer was to unzip his pants, letting them fall slightly, and pull out his semi-erect cock. I looked at his smooth cock. I guess I had never paid...all that much attention before in locker rooms, or to myself for that matter, but the head was larger than the shaft. I stood, fascinated, watching his hand move to the shaft and rub. His cock grew larger as his hand stroked more quickly up and down.He was squeezing the base with one hand. The head of his cock was bulging now. I moved my hand to. . naughty, naughty! As it was the off-season, the place was dead. There was only one other person at the pool, a handsome Italian man in his forties, who was doing lengths. I slipped off my clothes, till I was just in my bikini, which barely covered my large breasts, and dived into the water. I began swimming up and down. Each time I passed the Italian man, our eyes would meet, lingering... eventually we both stopped, treading water. He spoke first. "How long are you staying here? " My bus. “They are...” she began, but couldn’t seem to get the rest of the sentence out.The girls smiled at the young architect and hooked their arms through hers before herding her into the kitchen. “Sit,” Melissa said, pointing to the smaller of the kitchen tables while she went farther into the kitchen. Bringing back a tray with a pitcher of tea and glasses filled with ice, she put them on the table. As Jennie took over and poured their tea, Melissa continued, “You can bet that the General’s wives. "Oh God baby, I want this, I really want this" she said as she took hold of my cock, lined it up with her pussy and then sat down on it. I lay there looking up at her as she fucked herself on my erection and thinking, "This is wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. It just isn't right" but I made no attempt to push Sonia off me. She was pulling up and then driving down hard on me and moaning:"So good, so good baby; I should have done this long ago. Cum for momma baby, come for momma."As much as I'd.