“Oh sorry,” Bailey said as she snapped back to the here and now. “I guess I was just thinking you and Mrs. Carlson,” she lied, thinking that w...s less rude than the truth. “Were the two of you...”“Intimate?”Bailey didn’t need to even acknowledge the question. The look in Jennifer’s eyes said it all.“She’s really a much different person once you get to know her,” Jennifer said.“I guess so,” came Bailey’s reply.“To tell the truth, she and I were concerned at how you would take the invitation,”. I felt John's prick between Carol's ass cheeks. He was humping her as I was fucking her. Carol lay back in John's arms her breasts floating up, visible to all. I pushed my cock deeper into her. Carol and I were still horny from our morning shower. I slipped my hands under her ass and started stroking John's cock as I continued to fuck her. Carol grunted and pulled me deeper into her. John started kissing her neck and shoulders. He started franticly humping her ass. I knew this couldn't last. . As she expects, Emily sees her dad look down to her waist. Her heart races knowing he is looking between her legs. She’s glad she is only in a tank top and that she is mostly exposed, but the act of spreading her legs in such a provocative manner makes her heart race. Ben can resist looking. His eyes are drawn down between Emily’s legs. He looks up her thighs as high as he can only to be disappointed that what he hopes to see is still covered by her cotton shorts, but at the same time he is. “It looks like it hit you with its tail.”“No, I don’t think so,” I dismissed, patting down the pouches of my vest as I kept watching the footage of the shark disappearing into the distance. “I think it was just the…”The underwater writing slate was no longer secured to my orange vest. The large mesh pouch I had tucked it into was ripped open, the Velcro flap hanging uselessly with nothing to grip. Other scuff marks and abrasions adorned the front of my buoyancy-control. It had definitely.