"He doesn't intend to hurt me, but he really hasn't got a damned clue sometimes. No girl will let me even talk to her, let alone do anything that invo...ves my balls.The next event of interest was the arrival of my sisters. #1 sat up (mentally anyway) and took notice for his first sighting of them.Carol walked in, asking, "Skipped school yesterday, eh?" Yeah, doing it today too." It's generally best for me if I simply agree with Carol. She's somewhat smarter than me, and often mean to me, so. After talking for hours, he convinced me that I was strong enough, and that my husband was worth fighting for. Instead of fantasizing about strangers, I could fantasize about my own husband. Well that very night my husband had been working nights and when he got home and crawled into bed I was waiting for him. I knew he was exhausted, and I almost chickened out, but then I decided I wouldn't let this opportunity pass me by. I pressed my full breasts into his side, slid my fingers across his. At my own I started massage and my hands were moving on her neck shoulders as well. I decided to seduce her with massage and started moving my fingers on her ear lobes and lips. Her breathing suddenly became heavy. Then I gathered some courage and moved my finger in her cleavage, between her boobs. Mami was now getting horny and was really breathing hard. I than cupped her boobs and slightly pressed them. Oh what a soft touch it was, they were really hard and I could feel the erection of her. I noticed you walking earlier on the beach.’ ‘I know you did. I waved at you and knocked your sunglasses off your face. That must have been some breeze that I produced from being so far away.’ she giggled. My face must have turned a thousand shades of color. ‘My name is Whitney. It’s nice to meet you. Nice blush by the way.’ I laughed, ‘It’s nice to meet you as well. I live not too far down the beach so I’m on it quite a bit. I’ve never noticed you before. Are you new to the area?’ She.