We agreed that my wives could go into the water one at a time as long as the other stayed close to the queen. Dammit, the situation got complicated wh...n the queen decided that she wanted to go into the ocean. The problem was that if the queen went swimming, they king just had to go, too.I had no interest in going into the water. Hell, I couldn't swim. Fortunately, one of the other bodyguards could swim, and he volunteered to go into the water with the king. The aggravating thing about all of. Under normal circumstances, she would have been petrified, but the ache in her pussy dulled her fear. “Please, sir. You have to help me!” Rose exclaimed. “That depends on what the problem is, pretty lady,” Phillip replied. “I should have listened to my aunties. They told me not to touch myself here. They said I would get ill,” she explained, “Now, look at me! This strange nub is throbbing and aching. It’s swollen, and I’m leaking from this hole!” “I see,” he remarked. Rose continued to rub. My sister continued and pulled off her own tee shirt saying she was hot and felt she should be naked as well. Okay then i said and she stripped naked. I then started to stroke Kims body up and down gently caressing her thighs and inside her legs, she gently parted her legs so i could stroke her un heeded. My sister started to rub her temples in massage then stretched down and gently caressed her nipples she sighed as pleasure started to pulse through her body. Each stroke from my or my sisters. It was madness of course. A pure moment of irrationality, but immediately an appealing idea in the heat of this flaming June we were suffering. I didn’t have a bathing costume and had to buy one on the way to Tooting Beck Lido. The place was rammed, heaving with bodies, all trying to get cool and find a bit of personal space in which to put their towel. Of course, I didn’t have one with me, but Sally had thought of that and brought two bath towels which, as she found me when she left the.