I than sat on the floor, legs spread wide and reached forward to touch my toes. My head lowered & I could see the distinct outline of my virginial lip..., as well as my sex slot. If I could see things that well, they could too. I continued stretching in many various positions until my muscles were loose & limber. I picked a tread mill facing a window so I could view the park across the street as I did my 30 min cardio. One guy sat at a boflex, taking in my profile, I'm sure he noticed my. The phone rang and it was Lee.Of course, I can never resist the promise of another fuck, so within thirty minutes he was opening the back door which I had left unlocked for him.In my bedroom, I told him to get stripped slowly while I watched from my bed. I was very shocked and surprised to see he'd tried to impress me by shaving his pubes completely hairless.I reached out from under the duvet and took hold of his already erect cock, solid and leaking profuse amounts of pre-cum to examine his. She had even flashed her boobs at me and anyone else who was looking in our direction whilst she changed her bikini top for a dry one. I did enjoy seeing her F-cup boobs in public.No one had gone topless, which was a shame as she couldn’t join in with going topless on the beach, but she took off one top completely before putting on the next one, then pulling her dress on over her head. She removed her bikini bottoms from under her dress and never put any knickers back on, knowing that I like. However, the effect of seeing this living sexual fantasy of a woman when I least expected it was outweighing any need to ask what her T-shirt was all about. Those denim shorts were hugging her butt so tightly, they might have well have been painted on, and her shirt was moulding itself to her tits and upper body, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away.Miss Martin turned from the bench, and saw me looking. She smiled, cocked her head slightly, and said, “Is it rude in this country to stare, or is that.