She was up on everything."Grab you glass. I'll bring the wine bucket, and we'll lay out on the deck."I brought out a couple of towels and pillows for ...he lounges, and positioned them for us. I placed the wine bucket on the table between us.Kelli stripped off her shorts and was about to lay down in the chaise when I interrupted her."You're going to have tan lines, girl!" That wouldn't be good! Would it?"I shock my head and she stood back up and took off her bottoms. Still shaved clean. I noticed. Jordan opened her mouth and extended her tongue, and greedily lapped up as much of Clyda's jism as she could. Jordan slowly sucked each of Clyda's fingers and savored every drop of it. In this manner, Clyda soon had Jordan's backside cleaned again, and Jordan had swallowed almost every remaining drop of jism. "Now roll over, love," said Clyda. "You didn't think I was going to forget about all the cum that got splashed on me did you?" As Jordan changed to a sitting position in front of the. ” Instead, I felt a bulging crotch push against my ass. It felt like a decent sized bulge. When I didn’t push him off, his hands grabbed my hips, then snaked around to my front, up my chest, landing on my tits. Oh damn, that felt so good. I was already tingling before he touched me. I ground my ass against his bulge, while thrusting my tits against his hands. “You’re looking to get fucked, aren’t you?” I heard in my ear. I responded by grinding on him some more. His hands began their work on my. Ah yes ... she knew from experience that his chest was finely muscled and tanned with sprinkles of hair and a scar from a run in with barbed wire on one of his pectoral muscles. His chest tapered to abs hardened by hard work and horseback riding. Imagining him just wearing his faded blue jeans and boots ... worked for her as she closed her eyes and slipped a hand beneath her shirt and caressed the lace which covered her breasts. She didn't need a bra so she wore a camisole underneath her work.