He seemed hesitant, but reached for his zipper and said, "and he's gotta stand here and watch." Fine, just don't say anything" Josh said.He slid his p...nts down and hopped up on the table. I walked over sorta helplessly and looked at his dick. Certainly not longer nor thicker than Josh's, but his testicles were huge. I didn't want to but oh well, here goes nothing. I reached out and stroked it one time and cupped one ball with the other. His balls were way to big to just grab for my tiny. “It’s a good idea, Angela,” I told her, “to protect your pussy lips. You don’t want to get a burn down there.”Another moan told me that she wanted to take my advice. Pussy juice was now leaking onto her towel.I worked my fingers around her swelling clit, then stroked my fingers up and down her sopping pussy slit.“Gaylee,” she said to me a husky voice, “I need to cum!”She rolled over, and now I could apply lotion to her tits and the front of her body; I saw that her nipples had hardened from all. Or in the pool, if we skipped the shower.It was lunchtime. Fran and I carried large glasses of juice along with the makings for egg salad sandwiches.Fran went inside to heat the tomato bisque soup while I made egg salad sandwiches outside. Rick sat on the picnic table bench while I prepared my part of lunch for Rick and his Team Girlfriend. I had four hard-cooked eggs, mayo, a small onion, and salt and pepper. Robert Robertson had shown me how to use an egg slicer to make crumbles. I channeled. Steeling herself a bit, she quickly rinsed off the back of the SUV, wiping off any trace of the wax that was on there. Then, she squeezed a bit of water from the sponge into her left hand, then pulled aside her bikini bottoms with her right, letting her now-hard dick pop out. She gave herself a few strokes, then walked around the front of the SUV as furtively as possible, so as to not arouse any suspicion from Tracy. Then she grabbed Tracy's hips, pulled of her bikini top, pulled aside her.