Barbara soon screamed in ecstasy and she came again; but this time with my hard cock buried deep into her soaking wet cunt. It was too much for me. Su...denly I emptied my balls into Barbara.I pulled out and stared at Shawna; but she gave me an evil smile, saying her cunt was made only to be enjoyed by other women…I smiled back to her and noticed I was getting hard again.Barbara spread her legs for me and I positioned on top of her.Her swollen pussy lips parted easily as I entered her. I grabbed. Suddenly she moved forwards and went to lock the door, returning to her original position she rested back against the table with her arms behind her for support. “My husband’s ten years older than me and isn’t interested anymore” as I continued to rub the front of her jeans. After around ten minutes she started to feel her own breasts as she sighed.I undid her jeans, pulled down the zip and peeled them down her thighs, leaving then just below her knee, I rubbed her pussy through her black full. I doubted she was an E but the mind game was entertaining as I watched those cheeks and wondered if or when she was going to soak me again.All the time I was mentally going through all the potential connotations of the day I noticed every time she drank from her water bottle knowing that at some time, it had to be released. The thought occurred to me that I was becoming obsessed, obsessed with Lisa's hot wet piss. I wanted it, I wanted her and I was hoping she didn't know that (I think).We'd. Fay asked if there was electricity. I told her there was a power line and a phone line coming in from behind the house. I told them there was a well back there to.We walked down the stone steps to a stone pier in the lake. It was long and wide and had a concrete picnic table and benches. At that end a stone Bar B--Q pit had been built.A fishing boat was turned over and locked to an iron ring set in the stone on the other end of the pier.Both Fay and her father made comments about the beauty of.