As I sat I could feel her breasts against my legs. Her hands slid over the outside of my thighs and I could feel her breath on my legs. I could feel m...self get a tingling feeling between my legs and knew I was hers if she wanted.She pulled me into the water and wrapped her arms around my neck."I was afraid I'd have no one my age to be with during my holiday. I'm so glad you came, now we can have some summer fun."I felt her hand pull at the strip to my bikini top and pull it away from my chest.. She looked at it carefully. It was about twelve inches in length and about half an inch thick. It had six small holes in it, equally spaced along the length of it and, from what Pauline remembered, it delivered quite a punch. Miss Manson playfully tapped it against the palm of her small right hand.“Now, young lady. I want you to bend over the chair once again and grip the padded seat with both hands. Stick that bottom out.” She walked over to Diane’s daughter and waited.The ex-St. Katherine’s. It was only right to return the favour, so I lifted her and threw her on the sofa. Pulling her tight black trousers off her thick ass. As I slid her trousers down, she revealed her underwear. She was wearing deep red knickers, which were soaking wet.I then took hold of her blouse from the middle and forced it open. The buttons flew off, and her juicy big boobs popped out. I moved her wet knickers to the side, opened her fat thighs and put my head in between her legs. I slid my tongue between. To add insult to injury, the two of them were staying only two rooms down. The image of them going at it all night had been enough to disturb Joyce's badly needed sleep. It had also served as a reminder that the other side of her own bed had been empty for far too long.Taking a deep breath, Joyce tried to put both thoughts from her mind, concentrating instead on the fact that right now, her son and new daughter-in-law, Karen, were on their way to ten glorious days in the Florida sun. At least.