They sat on the sand for a awhile until something bit Barbara on the rear."Ow, what the heck just bit my butt? Golly Ken that really hurts! Would you ...ook at it? Geez it stings!"Ken looked around. He saw no one looking at them other than Raphael who had moved to the front of Barbara. So Ken got close and lifted the back of her skirt. It wasn't enough. Her slip was in the way so he had to lift that as well. A nice panty of white underwear was next. Finally he saw his wife's wonderful delicate. The effect was striking. She finally looked like her mother's daughter, with that creamy white skin and dark hair. Not for the first time, I cursed myself for not noticing how beautiful she was in the past due to an inability to look past her tan and dyed hair. Whatever color her complexion and her hair, she had always had one of the prettiest faces I'd ever seen. Not quite as pretty as Brianna, but at least as pretty as Iva. And she had a damned killer body too. Her breasts were oversized. I was always a sucker for emerald green toenails! Her leg lifted as my fingers drifted from her ankle to trace the shapely outline of her calf. Her smooth skin flowed up towards her waist, where I too decided on a detour! As we both began exploring in earnest, Amy moved around in front of me and slowly, very teasingly, raised her body from the water. The sweat on her forehead dripped down onto the swell of her breast. One little drop rested playfully on her erect nipple as she rose all the way. "It's the supplies. The house had only a limited amount of supplies when I arrived yesterday, and while I haven't squandered them, there is a problem," he told me, but stopped there for a time."Come sit here by me, sweet Grace O'Malley," he requested and patted the mattress next to him. I moved over to the bed with a lot of trepidation and carefully took a seat near him but not too close, and didn't remove my house shoes."How serious is this?" I asked."We have food for several more days, if we.