I also detected the scent of honeysuckle in the distance somewhere, and imagined it might just be candles burning somewhere out of sight. The lighting...was left low for us without it seeming to have been purposely set that way by anyone. I’d have to compliment the girls on their subtlety.We progressed to our both becoming topless, her dress off completely, and her thin panties providing little protection from wandering hands. Although I still wore my slacks, she’d managed to fish my erect cock. "Don't worry, dear, I enjoyed that. I didn't need another orgasm this morning, I'm so sated" Jill replied with a loving smile as she bent over and kissed him.A little while latter, Dave walked in from his bike ride and asked "Are you interested in a drive to Atherton today or would you rather just tour Cairns, have a swim and bludge?" What do you reckon Jill? Personally, I'd be happy with the second option" Peter said."If you don't mind Dave I agree with Peter. Why don't I cook a nice fry-up. She gasped. It was obviously impossible, a trick of some sort. Nothing human could look like that. A snail looked better.He smiled and sat, his monstrous organ hanging from the edge of his leather chair, quivering. "My face and groin were damaged in a boating accident nearly a year ago. One of the pleasures I had during recovery was looking at you. You have a fine body and you are quite imaginative. We were out on the Bay when a squall line dismasted her, thick aluminum main mast, snapped it. "It's as smooth as mine," giggled Mary, "Look, there's no bulge, she musthave had it cut off!" "Shut up!" hissed Sandra, "They'll hear you!" Even as Sandra hissed, Simone's hypersensitive radar picked up thosesmall vibrations. She felt a chill ripple down her spine and hesitatedmomentarily as her eyes met Mary's.'Oh my God!' she suspects something,' thought Simone as she swallowedfearfully. Dorie Lou also noticed Sandra's gaze still directed towards her friend'sjeans. Every bit as sensitive.