She had dark curly hair in her crotch that hid her privates but I could see that the hair was damp. Either she had just gotten out of the shower or sh... was hot to trot. I hadn’t been able to look at her face. My eyes were glued to her assets. She spoke to me which brought me to my senses. “…a what did you say?” I stammered. I had no idea what she had said. I looked up at her face. She had a broad smile, almost laughing and asked again, “Do you have something for me?”My heart was racing, but not. "I like the see the way it comes out and the sound it makes and I..." She interrupted me before I could go on."Do you want to watch me pee?" she inquired. "Is that all? And do you want to help me wipe when I'm done? Would you like to help me in the ladies room? Do you want to help me pull my pants and panties down? Would you like to kneel down before me and lift my skirt and lower my panties and pantyhose when I'm dressed up? Do you want me to sit on the toilet or to squat somewhere else? Do. Disappears leaving them to their work. She walks into the kitchen and begins preparing for dinner. Pulling out various vegetables and fruits placing them on the counter, when she hears something behind her. She turns and it’s Jasmine coming into the room.“Sorry I didn’t mean to disturb you, Lynn, but I was wondering where the bathroom is!” She smiles at Lynn , Lynn returns the smile.“Oh, it’s this way, come on I’ll show you!” Lynn places the batch of strawberries on the counter and rinsed off. I followed her out to the RV shed, enjoying watching her ass bobble and sway as she navigated with her high heels. Opening the door to the RV, she started up, only to stop and look over her shoulder. She chided me for staring at her Daisy Dukes. I assured her I was looking at her ass.We sat down at the little table, taking in a view of a bottle of Patron, salt shaker, shot glasses and lime slices. Off to the side was a bong, loaded and ready to go, and a lighter. My hardon had gone down a.