My thumb found its way to the exposed gusset of her panties and ever so softly, I very gently began to stroke her pussy lips, her white knickers were ...retty and I wasn’t sure that I had seen them before. I could clearly feel the shape of her cleft and I moved my thumb along the length of it, aware that my cock was pointing out from my crotch now, peeking through the gap in my shorts, standing to almost full attention. She moaned quietly in her sleep now and I placed my left hand over her left. He said, let's bet, if you win, I will serve you breakfast in bed for a month, if I win, I get to fuck you right here outside. Feeling confident, I said you're on, and we shook on it. Within a minute, that squirrel jumps exactly where he said. I was like...no way! He laughed and said, how about moving over to the lounge chair? I asked if he was joking and he said "a bet is a bet". I sighed and moved to the lounge. I was wearing a little red bikini. He told me to unbutton his. She wanked the shaft whilst twisting her head around with my tip in her warm wet mouth. Without warning she took it out of her mouth and let go of it. It slapped against my tummy as she sat astride me. She rubbed her soaking wet slit up and down my shaft teasing my cock with her pussy. She leant over and took a condom from the bedside table. She then quickly wrapped my cock rolling the condom over it expertly. She then stared at me with a serious look on her face and said, "don't you dare. But, I'm glad we caught them all nice and mellow in the hot tub. How much did that thing set you back, anyway?" Couple of grand," Mike said. "But, we wrote it right into the mortgage. It was worth it, though. Once Kirsten realized we could have it, she didn't have second thoughts about moving out from town. I can see I'm going to have to finish that off into a separate room for winter, though, and that's going to cost." Shouldn't be that much," Mark said. "There's nothing that you couldn't do.".