The globes of her breasts and hollow of her navel had left two large eyes and a mouth tattooed in aqua upon him. Looking back at her he was enthralled...to see her cold nipples erect under her clinging top, the canyon of her cleavage exaggerated by the wet material plastered upon it. “Come, you can dry off, while I shower and get out of this mess” she said, leading him by the hand back to the house. Once inside she threw him a towel, and wandered into the bathroom. He watched her disappear, his. “Oh yeah,” Izzy cooed, “You’re the only guy that Riley’s ever been able to touch without feeling weird so of course when you fucked her it drove her wild. I’ve caught her masturbating to a picture of you three times since you came back, but I had no idea she was going to get this turned on by the thought of us fucking. She’s so wet she ruined her favorite panties.”“Fuck you Izzy!” Riley spat out.“Ah-ah-ah,” Izzy leaned down next to her, “Are you sure you want to say that before you hear what I. Yes, she liked Peter very much. She suddenly realised that her eyes were closed, and her hand had slid between her thighs. There was a moment of guilt when she realised the image in her mind as she was moving her fingers around her lips was not that of her husband, but of Peter. It didn't last long. She embraced the thought of him seducing her, she pictured them in a hotel room, somewhere classy, where they were not known. She thought of his lips on hers, undressing her and caressing every inch. However in this trip she would be more resourceful than I expected. We left in Wednesday to get a good spot and so we had a few days to ourselves before the families with screaming k**s showed up. We parked the RV in a spot with trees and decent access to the river. Our neighbors were an older couple in there 50's and to the east of us were 2 families sharing a site. The older couple were just setting up. He was a short but stalking guy with grey hair and dressed like he was retired. They had a.