I always thought he was damned lucky.One early summer day we were on a three-day trip to one of the many rivers here, and I was already shoulder-deep ...n the cold water. There’s a standing joke, “You’re only cold a couple of minutes. Once you go numb it doesn’t bother you.” Roger was content sitting in the campsite having a beer, but Pamela was slowly edging into the water, commenting on how cold it was. Geez, she was hot looking; I was surprised the water around her wasn’t boiling. She was. I turned to Jack. "Jack, which one would you like?" He picked afairly plain white one, just like I knew he would. "Do you know your size?" "Miss, I think you need to measure him, don't you?" I suggested. "No problem. By the way, my name is Addie." She walked out frombehind the counter with a cloth tape measure and measured my Jack."There's always a question with men because they're builtdifferently. If we use the waist measurement, he's a 2XL. If we usethe hip measurement, he's a large.". I’ve never been this vulnerable before and I’m excited and nervous in equal measure.The feel of your warm hands on my lower back is reassuring. One hand lay motionless on my lower back, the other nonchalantly stroking my buttocks and massaging the soft flesh. Every time you gently squeeze you part my cheeks just a touch. I feel the cold air on my forbidden hole and realise that I’m on full display. I can’t move to cover myself, I’m powerless to prevent the two sets of eyes from witnessing my. I whispered into her ear how much I wanted to fuck her. Kelly pulled a tube of lube from her purse and tossed in on the bed. I made short work of stripping Kelly of her dress. She stood wearing only her thigh high hose, looking incredibly sexy. The nipples of her tiny tits were hard and aching to be sucked. I took her to the foot of the bed and I sucked each nipple, eliciting more of her erotic moaning. I groaned as I felt Kelly smear a healthy portion of lube on my shaft. Her hand lingered.