Occasionally I would spot a scraggly shrub, a clump of blueberry bushes, or a Pitcher plant. The creek wound its way back and forth, as it made its wa... through the marsh. The grasses in the water looked like green snakes. They appeared as narrow strips of green, bent at the water’s surface and pointing in the opposite direction to where we were headed. It didn’t take much effort to paddle against the lazily moving current.From previous experience, I knew that we would not be making good time on. Sure, I like to admire the whole package but I always start by looking at the legs and hers are gorgeous. Apart from a little group of freckles on her left shoulder, her skin is flawless – unmarred by unsightly tattoos. Today's outfit showed off her long legs and clear skin wonderfully.By this time, she'd made it to the front of the line and I watched as she chatted cheerfully with the barista while he started filling her order. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me across the noise of the cafe. I couldn’t help but watch of course. She was very beautiful, of course living together we’d seen each naked all the time, but riding Jamal’s cock she was breathtaking. She was riding him for everything she was worth and rubbing her clit. She screamed I’m cumming! Jamal moaned as she doubled down on his cock. As her orgasam subsided he flipped her over on her back and was banging her doggy style. He reached down and grabbed her beautiful breasts and said I’m going to cum. Sherika said yes, fill. Jean said “I’m in here.” and I made my way into the kitchen. Jean was wearing a house coat and when she saw me she said “Sure is hot out there.” “Yes it is .” I replied. Now I did not put my tee shirt back on and was standing there in front of Jean only in my cutoff jeans. “Here, this should cool your hot body.” as she handed me a glass of cool aid. As I drank my cool aid I could not help to focus my eyes on Jean’s partially open housecoat reveling most of her breasts.Jean smiled and said.