Her still photo spoke of a life of doing rather than watching. She had a light sunburn, and laugh crinkles around her eyes. A superb face! The rest of...her profile supported my mental image; she liked activity rather than passivity. Liked motorcycles and movies, camping and even liked working. I bet her job is a physical one! Maybe a nurse, but not a schoolteacher! She looked good, and the profile sounded promising. I took the plunge and sent:"HI,"After a minute, she responded "HI NEIGHBOR."She. "It's like winning the fucking lottery." She’s definitely my masturbating angel. I really want to talk to her and lick her scrumptious pussy. I'd treat her like a goddess. She’d never have to do a damn thing. I dream of licking her sweet bald cunt and giving her multiple orgasms every day. I'd love to fuck her too. The things I'd do to her just makes me hot and horny for her. I’ve been trying to think of a way to be able to talk to her in some way. But, for now I just enjoy her getting herself. Gary's got you hating your body and that's bullshit. Now get those clothes off and enjoy being naked. That's an order!"Kirstin just stared at Morgan for several seconds, but finally undressed and the two of them settled into the water and had a very nice chat. When thirty minutes were up, Kirstin was reluctant to get out when Morgan told her it was time. As she stepped up and out, she got a stricken look. "Morgan! I don't have anything to wear downstairs. I don't want to put my dirty clothes. Oh fuck.” He was barely an inch in and she was already peeling paint with her yells. Marco made rapid short pumps, never penetrating more than an inch and a half. They stopped constantly to reinsert. Then their clumsy coitus continued. I took a position behind the action and watched the bulk of his beautiful instrument go unplayed. Disappointment overrode my arousal. Janine's noises got louder and more bizarre. Her shouts turned to grunts. She hiccuped and gurgled and finally went silent. Marco.