Probably theater tickets or something like that. She wondered why were some of the men around the table were grinning from ear to ear.She noticed Jim ...hoeman, the unofficial leader of their little association, wasn't smiling as he whispering something to George Haleman. He'd been a late arrival to the meeting and hadn't been in on the raffle. The silver haired gentleman seemed none too happy about it all.Twenty minutes later when the luncheon was breaking up, George pulled her over to the side. She flicked my nipples back and forth with her tongue and I made a loud whimper. “sshhh!” she giggled and put her hand over my mouth. I closed my eyes, taking in every lick she did over my nipples. I moved her g-string to the side so I could get a feel of her soaking wet pussy. It was smooth and soft; I circled around her pussy and then put a finger inside of her. “ohhh!” She cried out and I pushed her mouth back on to my nipple. “You sshhh, too, baby.” I whispered into her ear and shoving in. As I look down, I see you slowly open your mouth for a kiss on my lips. I close my eyes in anticipation until I feel you kissing me there, tasting me.My lips are swollen and sensitive as your tongue gently feels its way around. I grab your head, caress it, moaning softly. My body is yearning for more. I inhale briskly, holding my breath as your lips enclose my now rock-hard little pebble only ever so briefly, before continuing. I can't help it, I have to move, you are making me so horny! I am. But when I got to our towels, Max had already gotten into the water. His head bobbed about twenty feet out and he shot me a grin of satisfaction. “How’s the water?” I said. “Cold,” Max replied, “but it feels great! You can’t come in, though.”“Why not,” I said, somewhat confused.“You’re over-dressed.”“What?” I said, looking down at my swim suit which I thought was maybe even a little too revealing.“This is a nudist club,” Max explained, beaming. “Club rules: nobody swims with clothes on. You.