Jackie was to be gone for several hours with her book club so I knew Karen and I would have alone time.As Karen and I walked to the patio in our swims...its under our cover-ups, I noted her shapely muscular thighs. My thoughts were becoming less than those of a good uncle. When we got to the hot tub on the patio, Karen removed her cover-up and turned around with her back toward me.“Karen, when did you get a thong bikini?”“I bought it last week, Uncle Ronnie. Please don’t tell Mom. Do you like. Then another smaller spurt. Then a few dribbles of cum out of my cock, that I let fall into a puddle on my desk. All captured on screen. I feel so spent. I don’t think I’ve ever jacked off so furiously or wanted to cum so much. All for a woman I’ve never met. Just so she can…? Why did I do it? Masturbating for a stranger. Am I, perhaps, an exhibitionist at heart? Maybe. I did post a picture of myself online showing me dropping my cycling shorts for a friend on top of a railway bridge. A public. Then Anitra said she would strip naked and fuck Jimi on this table right here in front of everyone at The Corral if he asked her for some pussy.”I looked around the room and everyone was still eating and having a great time. When I looked toward the doorway I saw our two waitresses with their pads and pens out and I saw them counting heads.I slid my chair back and started that way when Bonnie reached out to slap my hand, and then jumped up to catch to me as I waited for her.“I know what you’re. I walked back to the car and locked my camera away knowing it would be far too dangerous to take any pictures of either of them that day. Brandy pulled to a stop, her smile already gleaming brightly as she saw me waiting on them. Arianna grinned from ear to ear as they got out and came over to give me a hug. One and then the other crushed their breasts against my chest and gave me a sultry kiss on the mouth to remind me of why we were there; like I needed a reminder more profound than my.