Tingling with pleasure as you go deeper. Deeper and more relaxed. The pleasure grows stronger now. And you want it so bad, don’t you? You can’t re...ist it after a while. The relaxation is so powerful. The relaxation is so pleasurable. The relaxation is so good. You want to relax more. You need to relax more. You crave to relax more. As you do, you relax more. The pleasure grows as you do. Deeper and deeper. More and more focused on feeling this pleasure. You want the pleasure, don’t you? You. Jim thought both were absolutely gorgeous, but there was something about them. The slimness of their hips, the width of the shoulders. He couldn’t put his finger on it though. The girls stepped up to Angel and one took her hand. ‘You’re Angel Enriquez. I’ve seen your picture hundreds of times, but seeing you in person is divine.’ the door girl said. ‘Yes, divine,’ the other agreed as she walked behind Angel, her fingers trailing around the model’s bare waist. ‘We’d like to invite you into. As I rounded the corner up the road, I came up on the campground security jeep and guard sitting on the side. We had talked before. Jeff was his name. He was also the lifeguard at the beach down the lake from us. He stepped out and stood there as I walked up. He was about 30 years old and tanned, wearing tight green shorts and white 'lifeguard' tank. We had flirted before but that was it. I walked up and leaned on the jeep side and we talked a little. It was dark and quiet. The only noise was. I sat frozen as he placed his small hands on my warm fleshy thighs, my instinctive reaction was to stop him before he ventured into dangerous territory, and it required a man to finish the job, but I shamefully enjoyed his touch and gushed a little more between my legs.All of a sudden my need overcame my sense of decency and propriety, his little finger was tracing a line in my vaginal secretion, all the time he inched closer and closer to my clitoris, the tease of it as he crept closer was.