The washroom is right off the family room and it has a huge mirror on the wall. When you step up to the toilet, you are facing the mirror. If the door...isn’t closed all the way, anyone outside the washroom can see you having a pee in the mirror. As I walked by the door, there he was in all his glory, finishing up. He looked up and saw me glance into the washroom and drop my gaze down to his cock. Embarrassed, he put his dick back in his pants and zipped up. He came out of the washroom all red. And thought to pass some time with my brother until rain clears away”He asked, “ Mind if he could come inside for a while till rain clears up? ”..I was “Why not! Please do come inside….”.I closed the door and asked him to make himself comfortable. I brought a towel for him from inside and asked to get himself dried. He thanked and removed his T-shirt and started drying himself. Later, he kept his T-shirt for drying and was only on his jeans sitting in front of me with a bare chest.He was on his. ”“Was it like a nudist camp or something?”“No, not really.” She poured herself some more coffee. “I mean there were parts of the place that were totally wide open and other parts that were just very adult.” I must have given her a confused look, probably because I was, so she continued. “See, all the beaches and the pools were clothing optional, and most of them were totally nude. And there were a lot of very private niches and spots around the place where couples or more could be very private,. “Let’s cum,” she screamed. “Fuck me, Stefano.”Her fingers were moving so fast I could barely see them. I stroked hard and I felt another orgasm building. Holding all muscles tight I let it start, and then let go all muscle tension and a massive orgasm rocked me deeply.“Cumming,” I yelled. “Cum!”Sophie screamed and her head tilted back again. Her orgasm was evident in her breathing, and I came right along with her.Slowly, we settled down, neither of us saying anything as the intense pleasure we.