Tanning salon?”“In Florida? Get real!”“Maybe I should sneak home early some day and see if I can watch from the upstairs window. Is that all y...u do out there? Just tan?” Frank leered at Brenda, arching his eyebrows and grinning.“You pervert!” Brenda splashed water at him. “That’s gross!”“Hey, you’re the one who got it on with somebody I apparently know, a woman I apparently know, and then did the threesome with her husband! Hmmm? Or did I get that part wrong?”Brenda stuck her tongue out at him. She asked me what dress to wear. I asked her to wear some saree, since saree is the sexiest dress according to me. I told her that i like vibrant color bras like violet, red etc. She said ok and i bunked my office and started to her home.I ranged the calling bell and she stood like a sex goddess before me. This is the first time I am seeing her after her delivery. Sex goddess is not the correct word to explain her. She was more than that. Every curve of her was visible through that saree and i. He was wearing baggy shorts, a loose tee-shirt, and sandals. His sandy brown hair was sun bleached. He was gazing out at the ocean with a far away look in his eyes. Everything about his appearance screamed: ‘surfer.’“The surf will be killer, early next week. There’s a storm system developing that will push some really great waves this way,” the guy said.“I heard that, too. I was wishing I had brought my board to the island,” Betsy said.“You don’t have it here?” the guy asked surprised by that. I just moved a little forward and she just attacked the piece of flesh wildly like a dog attacking a piece of bone. The pink helmet, which crowned my cock, was already glistening because of little precum. Her soft hand immediately grasped my wonderful tool and started to stroke it, and feel its stiffness in her hand. Then she drove on my cock sucking hard and fast acting like she was dying of thirst, and my cock had the only water, my cummmm love juices which would relive her thirst. I was.