"I like it," he laughed as he saw that her breasts clearly visible under her soaked shirt. "This is the first time I've ever seen any thing good come ...rom a powerboat."Janice smiled back, wiping the water from her face and looking down at her water soaked shirt."Why don't you just take it off," Dan said, only half-serious."All right," Janice said defiantly, calling Dan's bluff and reaching her hands up to untie the knot under her breasts.Dan's eyes opened wide in surprise. He could feel his. "Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?" I whispered in Penny's ear. She giggled."I thought it was a trombone?" Said she, emphasizing the final syllable with a lascivious leer. The lust in her voice sent a shiver down my spine. Once more I thanked my lucky stars that Penny and I had hooked up. We'd been friends forever before we discovered that our attraction was much more than merely platonic."Do you want to be a poet?"I looked up from my latest magnum opus to see the speaker. Penny. The first thing I could see were her eyes, deep black wells, watching me sleep and now, watching me wake. "I told the rest to go start breakfast, Johnny. It will be ready whenever you are hungry. Would you like a shower? I could wash you - washing someone you love is important in my country."My mouth didn't seem to be awake yet; when I tried to speak, it just flopped open and closed. So I nodded.The helpless little girl who had cried in my bed last night had become someone to be obeyed - even. I was woken by a tapping on the window. It was Mrs Smith and as I opened the door she jumped in with me, she was very drunk and proceded to strip, first her hat then she removed her dress and then she just laid back in her underware and looking at me said, “How do you fancy fucking my old pussy this afternoon?” I could not resist this Lady she looked so horny just laying there, her body was so sexy for her age, a woman half her age would kill for it, so as she looked up at me and pulling her.