She leaned back on the bow of the boat and spread her legs for Chris to get a good view of her nice wet lips. She had been looking forward to this all...week. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the sun on her naked body. Chris shifted around uncomfortably as his cock got hard as a rock and strained against his own shorts. He never stopped his slow and steady paddling, never slowed, never broke rhythm as he watched. He stared at her and drank every detail of. Maureen often brought herself off whilst thinking about one or other of the girls and indeed after she had caned Beverley she locked her study door, removed her knickers, and fingered herself to a shuddering orgasm.Beverley finally decided to make the telephone call and a strong female voice answered, "Hello, who is speaking please?" Um, hello is that Miss Smyth, Maureen Smyth?" It is, who is speaking?" It is Beverley Collingwood here, you might not remember me..." Of course Beverley, how could. I went into the bathroom, closed a stall door behind me and wasted no time in getting my dick out. While my coworkers used the restroom all around me, I fantasized about what was now only hours away: would I get to fuck her? would she suck me off? would I get to masturbate over her, cumming on her face or chest? I quickly jerked myself to completion, dribbling my ejaculate into the toilet. I returned to my desk without event or apparent suspicion of my recent work distraction. I completed my. ”“Ego trip for you?”“Maybe for all of us, but I don’t think there’s much ego involved. We are in love with each other.”“Do you love my mother?”I nodded, “I do, and so does your sister. I can’t speak for Margo; I don’t think they know each other that well yet. This weekend should help that.” I carefully avoided mentioning the sapphic lovemaking the two of them had done the night before.“My mom loves you. She said you made love to her better than any man or woman she’s ever known.” I thought Kat.