She moaned, twitched and gasped again, but she never saidto stop. I slowly caressed both of her breasts, spreading the soap allaround they looked like...they were covered in whipped cream when I stopped,oh what a novel idea. She was watching, she noticed my smile."Like them do you?" she said softly.I looked back into her eyes, I nodded. "They are perfection Nicks, I wasjust thinking that the suds looks like whipped cream."She looked down and giggled, "The nipples look like cherries." I. "My God, you've got a fuckin' hard-on! Even in this cold!" She pressed her face into my chest, close to my arm pit and breathed in, declaring "Mmmm, pure essence of real man!"As we kissed again, I reached down to finger her pussy. After tickling her clit a little, I slipped a finger into her. She gave a squeal and laughed."The cold water's just gone up me cunt!"Dee had her back to the pool edge and the water lapped just below her shoulders with her tits bouyant and bouncing. She was wanking me. Like I said- a free spirit. “What the hell did you do that for?” I demanded in my sternest head cheerleader tone. She had me at a decided disadvantage and she was standing between me and the drying room where my towel hung on a hook. While Sandy was quite comfortable with her nudity, I had a decidedly more modest nature. While I was not ashamed of my body, I could never be as comfortable having a conversation in the nude as Sandy could. “I just wanted to make sure I had your attention,” Sandy. E ricordo anche il mio stupore: sotto la mia mano sentivo un cazzo già molto grosso che stava crescendo; la mia mano si infilò sotto i pantaloncini e lo estrasse: mi apparve un splendido cazzo, lungo, solcato da grosse vene e che terminava con una cappella incredibilmente larga. Lo strinsi e lo guardai allibita penso che aveva oltre 20... 23 cm di cazzo: la cappella era già tutta bagnata , una grossa goccia ne imperlava la punta; Peppe la raccolse con un dito e fu per me naturale aprire le.