Mel was wearing a nighty, and I saw her nipples were hard, and I could see the outline of small breasts under her shift. Rachel's nipples were hard as...well, and I started to feel the tingle of an approaching erection, and the battle was on, and I was determined to win it. I had no idea what Rachel had in mind, and I didn't want to ruin it for her."No. We stay, because you wanted to see a penis. Well, Mel there it is! Go on, touch it! Do something!"Mel just stood there, and she was staring at my. There he was rake in hand trying to appear busy even with nothing to rake. He tried not to be seen looking our way. It was fun for us ladies as we kept trying to make eye contact with him. Every time we made eye contact with him, his face would turn beet red. It became a game as we wondered how long our little show could go on before he would finally go inside or join us. Our sunbathing went on every nice warm sunny morning just as this poor guy was running out of yardwork to keep him busy.. " I smiled and looked around the table. My mom and dad sat at one end of the long table while Robbie's dad and Tami's mom sat at the other end. I stood in the center of one side, Tami and Traci on either side of me. Peter sat next to Traci and Mikee and Kelly next to Tami. Across from me was Robbie. Bobbi Bradley and her parents were on her left. Her other adopted sisters on her right."I'm also thankful there's no kids table, 'cause I'm pretty sure Mom would have banished me there." You got. “Watch as I play with my pussy,” gently whispered his mistress as her legs were opened as far as they could possibly go. He could see her juices slowly dripping down her skin and pooling around her pinkish-brown asshole. His eyes were darting from her open pussy, a gaping hole waiting for his cock, and her anus, incredibly tight and irrestible.“Oh Mistress, please let me masturbate with you. Please Mistress, I beg of you to let your slave pull on his cock as he watches you play with your.