Your can feel your heart beating faster just as he abruptly stands. Now the cloth is at your face. His fingers move about your face. The mud slowly di...appears … and he eventually looks down and gazes deep into your eyes. Then two fingers return to your face. And start at your temple and gently trace the outline of your chin and slowly slide down into the small of your neck. His fingers play there for a moment. Then they move slowly ever lower. His cloth touches the mud spots at the bottom of. "You're beautiful," was the only thing I could say. It was heartfelt, but not terribly eloquent. I knew I was coming across like a bashful schoolboy, but maybe it was all right. She blushed faintly, but didn't seem to mind the compliment. She took my arm and tucked it to her side familiarly."Shall we go?" she asked."Heck," I said, still bashful, "I could stand her all night just admiring you." I tried on a smile, hoping it didn't look like the ones painted on puppets. She smiled again and. He asked her and two young teachers who had the summer off to work. He said he wanted to "spice up" the atmosphere in the bar with waitresses in shorts and bikini’s. My wife and the two married teachers agreed because they were friends with Phil’s wife. They all thought it would be cool to work at the bar in full makeup, wearing the skimpiest shorts they could find, sexy white gym socks and a bikini that would accent there gorgeous young bodies. Now the first weekend that they worked, I went to. She tried to control her pleasure by biting her lips as I continued to lick and suck the juice out of her pussy.She was quite a hardcore as she was pushing my head towards pussy and was asking to suck harder. I was tasting every bit of her pussy and she was breathing heavy.She lifted me up and placed her legs on my pants. She wanted me to bring my monster out and fuck her. I took the hint and unzipped my pants. She touched my dick and took out my underwear. My dick was rock hard. It was waiting.