With tears in his eyes, Scott removed his underpants and stood covering his small penis, profoundly ashamed by its inferior size. "Move your fucking h...nds, let me see what you've got" were his only instructions and he instinctively covered his nipples like a teenage girl whose top had been pulled down at the neighborhood swimming pool.Loud, uproarious laughter reverberated in the tiny alcove and Scott's heart sank at the same ratio that his cock rose. No matter how much he knew on a visceral. ”We soon began to talk, like long lost friends. I told him about myself adding that one of my hobbies was writing erotica. He smiled, “I love reading erotica, watching porn, and my favorite hobby is sex.”“There is nothing wrong with any of that. I love to watch porn too, as it spices up my sex life in the bedroom, and I love sex I always have.”“It’s unusual to find a woman especially your age that is into writing, reading, watching and doing erotic things.”I chuckled, “It’s harder to find a man. It was too small to be classified as a “beach” but a large enough area for the three of them to swim ashore and rest. Kim plopped down first. The sand, from the full sun all day, was hot against her back. She laid down with both arms outstretched and one knee cocked. Lance had a perfect view of Kim's slit, slightly parted and pink. Mandy and Lance laid down on the sand next to her. All three lay there, motionless. The air was still warm, like the sand, but the sun was just above the. By the middle of July the place was ready for me to move in.The place had four bedrooms and three bathrooms, all on one floor. I transplanted the trailer's air conditioner to my bedroom window and moved the demand water-heater to the house's plumbing too. I pretty well stripped the trailer's kitchen to rebuild the house kitchen. The place needed re-wiring and re-plumbing but that could wait its turn. It all still worked. I bought a kitchen table with chairs, a bedroom set with a chest of.