People are walking past between us all the time; laden with shopping bags; texting and chatting on their phones; going about their daily business. Why...don’t they notice this masturbatory frenzy going on just below eye level?Janet’s really getting going now. She wriggles her fingers around inside me, then curls them up, feeling for my special soft spot. Oh fuck, she finds it. She’s rubbing me there. I feel my juices dribbling out of me. I’m tingling.“Ah shit, Janet, I’m going to come,” I murmur. " she indicated with a wave of her hand. "No one here bothers with costumes. Here, let me help you."Marianne seemed to flow round Jean-Claude touching, stroking and fondling as she went. Jean-Claude was soon standing in the altogether with Marianne clamped to his front in a deep embrace and his very erect penis clamped between their stomachs.When they finished, Jean-Claude was led to the pool hand in hand. His erection swaying as he walked. What embarrassment he had felt had evaporated after. The centerline of the property seemed to run north and south for about a mile, ending at the bank of a small lake. There was a very well kept dock, two motor boats, a shaded hammock, and some recreational equipment scattered about, which I took to be there for Andrea's granddaughters once they recover from their ailment.Benjamin entertained himself running along the water's edge and barking for no apparent reason, until he abruptly ran out of energy and wandered back to me for attention. I. "Sophie, why didn't you tell me you two broke up?" Raquel's voice sounded more hurt than angry."Because we just broke up!" Sophia said to emphasize how difficult of a time in her life this was, "It's not something I really want to brag about." Brag? Who's asking you to... you know, this is exactly what I'm talking about. You never talk to me anymore, you're never around. We used to tell each other everything. Now you act like a god damned moody teenager!"Sophia's eyes widened as she realized.