Now I was controlling how far and how fast it went in I was able to enjoy the feeling. And it did feel good. George's finger in my ass was exposing my...senses to a whole new dimension of pleasure. "Like it, sweet boy?" Oh man..." I rocked back against his hand. His finger went deeper into my ass.Now I was comfortable I asked him to move his hand and finger me. My legs were spread and his finger started a rhythmic motion going in and out of me.I grabbed George's shoulders and pulled myself up. The sexual tension was thick; it could be cut with a spoon, but at our ages, we had no idea of what to do next, if anything. We went into the water and cleaned up for the trip home. Donning our suits, we gathered our belongings and prepared to ride home. Just before we left, Ronnie walked to me, put his arms around my neck and kissed me. I was taken by surprise of course, but it felt so good that I kissed him back with a deep soul kiss that reached to the very core of my being. Then without a. Her loose, off the shoulder top hid all but the sizeable mound of her breasts and a small glimpse of toned abs by her waistline. She was wearing low cut shorts that rested on her hip bones as her stomach fell away ever so slightly, providing a small hand-deep gap that captured my imagination. Her fabric shorts were a little longer than the blonde's, but still allowed me to see the full shape of her ass as her thick, lightly muscled thighs and bum pulled the shorts tight.'Yeah well, it's worth. When I suggested a divorce she said she would fight me to the death before granting me one, and since I did not have any proof of her infidelity, it would be a tough contest for me to win.So I took the whole deal pragmatically and decided to do what I thought best -- to have an outside sexual encounter of my own. It didn't go as well as I thought it would. At first I got an erection but I couldn't sustain it. Why was I feeling guilty when I was the wronged party?The next morning is where we.