Clive's eyes lit up with interest when he saw Briony."Darling, this is Tom Clifford, one of our section leaders, and his wife. I'm sorry. I don't know...your name." Briony," she smiled at him. It was a friendly, open smile and he was even more intrigued.Angela smiled at both of them. "Clive's talked about you a lot," she said to Tom. "Is it your first time here?" to Briony."Yes," she replied. "I'd no idea it was such a huge place." Pretty huge company," chipped in Clive. "We'll catch up with you. This body is as good as it was when I got married. Looking back at the boys she thought, I wonder if they think about girls yet. They must surely masturbate by now. Well, Jimmy anyway. He's older. Her fingers unconsciously stroked the bare skin between the top and bottom of her lime green bikini."Boys, time for a break. You'll shrivel up like prunes," she called out.Gail waited for them to climb out of the pool and then she leaned back in her lounge chair. She didn't bother closing her cover-up. Now it was my turn to stifle a groan. After wetting my cock fully and scratching my tight balls with her manicured nails, she let it plop from her mouth. "Fuck me," her half closed eyes heavy with lust. "Stand up and bend over... I'm going to fuck you doggie style." Gathering her skirt up over her full white mounds, she looked back as I positioned myself behind her. I rubbed my wet head up and down her soft juicy slit and teased her hard little clitty. She shuddered as I pressed the thick. ” Rachael looked up from her phone and pointed with her free hand.Our hands kept their clutch as she prepared to introduce me to him. How might that work? The thoughts flashed in my mind. Will she say: Hi sweetheart, this is Lindsay. I just fingered her in the bathroom. This was all too strange, too weird.“Hi Baby”, Rachael greeted her husband, Tim.“Tim, this is Lindsay. Isn’t that a sexy fucking name?” She oddly asked her husband.“Sure is. Pleased to meet you, Lindsay.” Tim nodded with a proud.