When she had the thong and bra on, she twirled in front of the full-length mirror looking over her shoulder at her rounded cheeks swinging seductively...with the thong buried deep inside her crack. She bent over at the waist so she could see how the thong looked inside her private place and admired how it fit snugly over her brown-eye and hugged her labia so tightly that she could see every detail of her puffy slit.The custom made top was fluffy white with a tiny vest of black adorned with funny. "Hey, Weena! Let's go see how Andy's doin' and what that mutt's up to." I got up. "We'll be back in an hour or so." And we went outside.Outside, Weena asked: "Why'd you want to go?" Don't you get what Charlie's doing?" He's trying to organize his station." No, dear. He's trying for a corporate merger." Hunh?" He's going to get Maddy to agree to take down that fence, to renovate the five bores — possibly putting in solar power — and get married." Married?" Yep. They've slept together, right?. I loved showing my DD tits poolside. The bottom was a thong that went between my pussy lips and my asscheeks. I was almost naked there in the warm sun. I swam for a few laps then went and found me an oversized lounge chair at the back of the pool area. Just as I was about to lie down two twenty-something young men showed up. The men had on skin tight speedos leaving nothing to the imagination. One looked like he was sporting about a ten inch cock and the second was shorter but very thick. I. I noticed the curtains move and saw Dena peek out. She opened the door wearing a simple gray baseball shirt with red sleeves and grey sweat pants. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail. She was wearing no discernible make up and she looked like ‘the girl-next-door.’ To me, she has always been stunning in her simplicity.I looked at her, then up to the house number over the door, then back at her as if I didn’t recognize her. I said, “I must have the wrong house.”In character, smiling, she.