It was at that point Sam declared he would wait ashore.Leaning back under the wide beach umbrella, he had the sand to himself. His wife was now diving...and surfacing alone with the big black cock owner that would perform her conversion. Sometimes they'd be mask-to-mask after surfacing, laughing, treading the gentle swells with ease. Perhaps Rupertt had brushed that big tool up against her a few times by now. Perhaps she had been initially surprised by it and now was more curious than anything,. I'd long been a fan of old movies, from back when Hollywood wasn't sourcing its scripts out of kids' comic books, and he reminded me vaguely of an actor in some of them named Cesar Romero. Romero played a lot of elegant Latin lovers, and this guy would've fit right in. I remembered that the actor had also had a slight Latin accent, and I could hear a little of that in how the guy talked as well.The other two who'd pushed in behind him were less urbane looking. One of them was fairly small and. Okay?" "Sure," said Luke, "no problem." Luke looked through the items Sam had brought into the dressing room, then held up a sheer teddy. "Why don't you try this on?" he suggested. "Sure," said Sam, slipping it over her head. It felt so delicate on her upper body, particularly the way it lightly hung on her erect nipples. Luke studied Sam for a moment, then said, "Yeah, it's okay. Of course, you wouldn't be wearing pants. Right?" With a slight smile, Sam undid her pants, let them fall to the. You are hundreds of feet above the big lake and the views are spectacular.There are 140 lake freighters and an unknown number of ‘salties,’ ocean going ships, carrying the commerce of the nation and the world on the Great Lakes. The odds are good that one or more ships are in sight day or night.There are many recreational craft on the waters, many are sail powered and a few are impressive in size. A telephoto lens might bring crew into focus. Sail boats and all over tans go together.South.