How could she feel so terrified of this man, yet at the same time, be so turned on? “I can’t let this happen again, I can’t be that woman.” S...e screams with the anger rising up inside, her breaths ragged. He brings his hand down, lifting her dress, and cups his hand firmly over her pussy, pulling her harder into him, slowly running his middle finger over the material of her panties, the full length of her lips. “If you don’t want to be that woman, why are you so wet for me?” His voice is. Her hands are running up and down your sides, men's hand are still at your breasts bruising the niples as they roughly play. Fingers still slide in and out of you getting you wetter and wetter....You hear the sound of chair legs dargged across the tiled floor as the woman in front of you steps back. The fingers in your pussy keep up their rhythm as her presence is replaced by a man at your breasts. His hot breath on your nipples he takes first one then the other into his mouth before sucking. For almost an hour, they took turns helping her to balance and get started. All the while they were getting a close up eyeful of his wife's charms. The boat driver always seemed to start out too fast and make her fall, while grinning at the other guys as she struggled to keep her wet swimming suit top in place.Her nipples were rock hard from the cold water. They poked out noticeably under her nearly opaque, white, one piece suit. Susan was unaware that they could see the dark outline of her. His sister had long legs like their mother and Charlie bet she would have looked great in them as well.“Mom’s still hot now and Daddy’s no slouch either,” Kayden smiled. Like many members of her generation, Kayden was very comfortable admiring her own sex. She had often commented to her sister Charlotte how pretty her friend Cassie was.“Yeah, studliness must run in our family,” Charlie teased his sister. Kayden didn’t know if her brother had ever fucked a girl and she hadn’t told him about.