What to be done? As my guest house was so close to the beach, I had not brought any other clothes, not even a towel. So the only alternative was to fi...d those pesty trunks.The next few minutes must have looked, to the casual observer, like a treasure hunt. The remaining surfers had now joined us. We were all looking for my trunks. The water came up only to my knees, or less, and one cannot go around all day with hands covering privates, while earnestly looking for lost trunks. My nakedness, now. She came across and took hold of it knelt down and sucked it slowly handleing my ballsack gently, her head moved back and forth slowly my cock swelling in her mouth she made a slurping noise as she started to skweeze my balls gently. She removed her gown to reveal a naked body her tits fell perfect as I looked down ,she had no idea what cock she was sucking only that it wasnt her old mans.I had always fancied her but that was it really for all I know my wife was being fucked right now,all of a. Her dark pubic hair was visible through the thin cloth. Her nipples were apparently very dark because they showed through too, as two spots on her T shirt. "Hey Mr. Cummins" she said lightly, and flopped down on the couch with her nice round rump sticking up in the air.Valerie and Amanda were next. They may as well have been twins. Both had ash blond hair, almost always worn in a pony tail and full pouting lips. They both smiled a lot and that was different because both had braces. Both had the. Juice in the kitchen, then me on the grass. It’s 30 degrees outside get a move on. (Rick’s brain thought Chicago 30°F the exact temperature when he started his trip. And that’s without accounting for the always important wind chill factor. Then he remembered 30°C is almost hot outside.)He drank his juice outside and as was his happy duty, laid down on the grass.I was already wet just thinking about having first dibs on Rick. He certainly rose to the occasion. Rick finished quickly. I was hoping.