I walked up to the front door and explained the situation to the bouncer. Five minutes later, Jamie walked out and greeted me with a manly hug. “How...you doing mate!? Been a fucking long time brother!” I laughed as he hugged me, “All good man, all good! Couldn’t do me a favour could you, and get these lot in tonight. No way are they queuing in that!” we both looked over to the queue which was at least an hour wait to get in. Jamie stared at me harsh and said, “Of course, don’t ask again. Think. It was one of the front opening types, and offered little resistance to my practiced fingers. My mouth left hers and went straight to her wonderful breasts, licking and suckling her pert nipples. She seemed to like me suckling as though I was nursing. To my surprise, she still had milk. Something that pleased us both.Susan was the perfect lover. She could tell in a moment when I was getting too close, and she'd slow her movements, allowing me to cool. Then we'd start again.After three hours of. I also visited the pool in daylight hours, soaking up the sun and swimming a bit, sometimes experimenting with revealing swimsuits but never doing anything unusual.One day, though, I was laying out at the pool mid-day, and as the lunch hour passed most of the other people packed up and left, until it was just me and a young blonde girl of 17 or so. She was stretched out on a chaise lounge, belly down, with her eyes closed. Her perfectly proportioned body was just slightly tan, and she wore a. I did feel something that felt like a panty girdle that had something soft and bulky beneath it. I've heard that some morticians place adult absorbent diapers on their clients to absorb any possible leakage so I suspect that was what I was feeling. My hand slid on down her leg until I felt what appeared to be the end of the panty girdle and the start of her stockings. I checked out both of her legs this way as far down as my arm would go. I couldn't reach the hem of her dress or I would have.