Then, I heard someone calling, “you, boy”. As I said, there were no the third person in the street, so I turned my head and asked, “are you call...ng me, miss?” “Yes! You. You have been following me since I left the bar. What are you doing exactly?” When she said this, she looked at the camera on my neck, which I left switched on. “I…….I…” “You were taking photos behind me, were you?” She pointed at my camera. I was so afraid and I told a lie. “No… I was just hanging around and taking photos in. I remember going to the drive-in movies and how the windows would be fogged over from our heavy breathing as I introduced her to the wonderful world of her body. Sucking on those long nipples, fingering her wet pussy, eventually I even had her sucking and licking my fingers with me and tasting her own pussy cum! She was the first girl to ever suck my cock, and let me eat her pussy and make her cum. Even as a young teenager her pussy would get dripping wet, so much so that I had to carry a towel. As her day of fun was nearing its end she came across a new spa that advertised a goddess treatment. She decided that would be the perfect end to her day and went inside. The spa was stunning. Tall white pillars of marble and cascading waterfalls adorned the lobby. A beautiful young girl dressed in affluent ancient Greek attire smiled and presented the menu of treatments. The venue consists of several levels, but what caught her eye was the "Goddess Treatment". A bit pricey but this was her day. Guilt flashed over me, I spun around. Instead of being in the tub, the whole group was four feet from the door. My wife with both her hands over her mouth, but a look of amazement on her eyes, a grin too big to contain behind her hands. The others were clapping. Sandy stood next to me, and bowed to the group. They all clapped again. My emotions ran all over the place, but I did not have time to contemplate. Looking back out side, the group had moved under the shade of a tree. By the time Sandy.