“Oh, you fool! If you don’t drag your tongue back inside our mouth, you’ll trip over it! Here, let’s get into the lake, and hope that the cool...water will shock some sense into you!”.I followed, her bouncing gait through the sand doing interesting things to her taut bottom. Fortunately, before my loins could finish the briefing my eyes, and libido, were providing and start to respond appropriately, we were hip deep into the lake. Cool lake water helped me maintain public decorum.I had been a. Eve directed Silver to the head of thetable, and I sat on her left with my back to a large picture window.Eve sat opposite me on the side of the table closest to the cooker, andCassie, after pouring each of us a glass of red wine, sat next to her.Cassie whispered something in Eve's ear, and Eve looked at me warily,as if not quite sure what to say. What she did say, after a moment'shesitation, was, "Now you know why I asked you to wear that outfit."Silver raised an eyebrow. "Careful," she said. Let’s have a look at this place.’ ‘High heels like that are pretty, but they’re not very good for walking on sand,’ I commented. ‘Why don’t you at least take them off and go barefoot’—it being summer, she wasn’t wearing hosiery—’you’re liable to twist it even worse if you keep walking around with them on.’ That made sense to her, so that’s what she did. And although men like high heels because of the way the accentuate womens’ legs, for many women bare feet are an erogenous zone. Walking. Again, she stared. I could feel her eyes caressing my cock, looking over it with care and interest, examining it. It was something so foreign to her own body, and it held her intense, curious gaze. "Can I... touch it?" she asked me, still unsure of what she could and could not do to my mysterious organ. "Yeah, if you want," I replied. She moved forward and brushed her fingers against it. Naturally, it twitched from the attention. She began to explore its surface more with her hands. It was.