" And she believes you can help me solve my, ah, my physical problem?" So she said. I'm certainly willing to try." I ventured a smile and a small bow....Did you see the gentleman who just left?" she asked, producing a small fan and using it.I shook my head."He did his best, sir, several times, and he is a gentleman of some experience who fancies himself a prime lothario." I may have better equipment," I suggested with another smile."Ho," she said. "I doubt that. But I felt almost nothing while. So, now, watching Betty’s mouth bob up and down on Harry’s penis, acutely conscious of Dina fingering herself right beside me on the branch, I began squeezing my thighs together. The sensations were a while building, which was quite all right, because I could watch what was going on down by the boat while stimulating myself.Harry’s hips began to buck faster, and his hands reached up to clutch Betty’s head. Her fingers curled around the base of his penis, and her red-painted lips met her red. Liz lowered herself down slowly, loving the feeling as it went in and more in as did Matt, feeling the tightness of her."This feels so good…" she said as she settled. Now that he was all in she started to jump up and down on his pole as Matt helped her. "Ah… ah… ah…"Matt grabbed her hips and started pushing her down every time she went up, hoping this would excite her that little bit more."Ah… AH… AH… AH!"Matt looked up at her as she jumped on his dick, seeing her tits jump every time she did.. ‘Denise, you ought to go with Stan and Anne to their dance lessons. You used to go, didn’t you, once? You enjoyed it when you went?’ ‘Yes, that’s where I met Raoul,’ Denise answered, in a flat voice. ‘Oh. I’m sorry.’ ‘No, it’s okay. But I’m not sure it’s a good idea, you know, going with Stan and Anne might feel awkward. Not to mention if Raoul is still going there.’ ‘Stan hasn’t mentioned him to me. I would have thought he would have said. No?’ Elizabeth replied. ‘Nothing to me either. I’ll.