”The masseur was tidying the curtained cubicle with hardly a glance toward us. She walked up to him and lightly kissed his cheek, “Thank you.”�...You’re welcome,” was his response as we left hand-in-hand.”We got back to our cabana and lay on our loungers. Sally was still lightly trembling as she looked at me still with the dreamy smile on her face, “Mmmmm, my whole body is shaking inside,” she said as she relaxed in the sun. I wasn’t shaking; I just had an impressive erection tenting my shorts as. We eventually grabbed our boots on shore and began to make our way further upstream. The image of us naked except for our waffle stompers might have been amusing if we were wandering down the street somewhere, but here it was natural as we picked our way across wider flats of tumbled boulders, where the river clearly flowed at spring flood stage. The sandy trail picked up here and there against the cliff face, which was covered in stands of manzanita scrub and various creepers and mosses.. Maybe I would go to the beach. Nothing to do anyway. No places to be, no people to see.Ignoring my aching body I got up, checked my few belongings. Not that I wouldn't have woken up, if anyone had tried anything but it was something to do.With only enough loose change in my pocket for a coffee I walked towards the beach. Even though it was early morning it was already warm. Wiping the sweat from my brow I stopped, took off the old army shirt and the t-shirt. Shortly I pondered if I should roll. “I should--”“Wait, Amber. Don’t go,” she requested, hand firmly planted between her succulent thighs.I stood still. My own crotch started to tingle.“I thought I had locked the door.”“It was open.” My nipples were definitely visible at this point.When I didn’t leave, a smile sneaked onto Celi’s face. “You ever get turned on after class?”“Sometimes during class,” I admitted. “But I never…”“Neither have I.” Her index and middle finger parted her brown pussy lips and latched onto her pink clit..