My strokes continued along my rigid cock, my grip tight on the down strokes, slightly looser on the upstroke as I coaxed a drop of precum from the hol..., where it dampened the fabric of Marie’s purple boyshorts. A soft giggle startled me. I opened my eyes to see Marie shutting the door behind her. Her duffle bag, slung over a shoulder, dropped to the floor with a thud as she looked down at me in a loose, wide-strapped blue tank top and white cheesecloth skirt. She kept her eyes on me. Len screamed as she climaxed, her body trembled and her breast heaved with her panting. She pulled Randa up kissing her deeply, tasting her own juices still on Randa's lips but she didn't mind. She pushed Randa onto her back and ripped the red nightie off her beautiful body. Her mouth captured one of Randa's hard nipples and she sucked hard on it making her moan. Her fingers trailed down over Randa's flat stomach through the downy red curls to her puffy lips. Len could feel the moisture there. Notice the navy blue pleated skirt now covers your underwear but still falls on your upper thigh. A lacy bright white petticoat is barely visible at the hem. The fitted waist is assisted with a full Kevlar corset designed to push you out at the bust and pull you in at the waist. It offers a pleasing bust line to your low cut white peasant blouse with the short puffy sleeves pulled neatly down off of the shoulders. Very professional."Notice the marine insignia is embroidered over the left breast. If this was a picnic, where was the food? She focused the camera on the woman and felt a pang of jealousy tug at her heart. The woman was laughing and smiling, taking a clip out of her reddish gold hair and letting it fall down upon her amazing cleavage. Her breasts were close to spilling out over the low cut top that seemed to suit her curvy figure. The man moved over to touch her. He couldn’t keep his hands off of her! He was kissing her neck and cupping her breasts as though he would ravish.