Tom Barry squeezed his cock hard then began a slow easy stroke that felt just amazing.As Tom began masturbating he made sure he was facing out into th... lake so no one on shore could see what he was doing - not that there was anybody about to start with but Tom still felt too circumspect about this whole nudist thing to risk the idea that he was being watched. Tom continued stroking his penis until it was no longer just semi-erect but fully erect and standing proud and solid out over the edge of. Mary fumed at me about this."You think that looking after you and this house is not a realjob, let me tell you," she was getting furious with me. "Stayingat home most days cooking, cleaning and washing is a full timejob!"We raged on for about an hour, shouting at each other that onejob was harder than the other. Mary went to bed early, I lay onthe sofa. I was brought up in a fairly wealthy family, Mother hadalways cleared up and washed for me until I had left home. Then Ihad met Mary and soon. She didn't get to finish her sentence; their waiter had arrived ready to serve them and was looking directly at Peggy, his crotch level with her face. Stunned, she looked up at him."Uh, I need something stiff", she mumbled as she stared at the young man in front of her. He couldn't have been more than seventeen, with messy blonde hair and a wicked, knowing twist in his smile. He leered at her lustfully when she spoke."I mean a stiff drink", she caught herself, "A vodka-tonic, please."Peggy. “Would you help me with the sun lotion?” she asked. With trembling hands, Matt squirted some in his hand and Salma turned her back to him while undoing the bikini top at the back. His hands were warm and strong. She sighed as his fingers just happened to slide around her front a bit too much and touched the swell of her breasts. She grabbed his hand and placed it on them. “Salma?” “Don’t talk.” His hand began to massage them and Salma sighed of pleasure. Her nipples grew hard under his touch..