I groaned and felt her smile. She rolled her hips against me and I responded in kind. I had no idea if anyone could see us and I didn't care. I foun... her lips again and plunged my tongue in her mouth while I pressed her down on the towel. She was aggressive in her response, slung one leg over mine so that I could feel the heat between her legs. I think we would have fucked right there, but the screech of a seagull about three feet away startled us both. Laughing, I rested my arms on either. Time seemed to stand still. Hazy, hot, and humid days in July... rowing on an algae crusted lake...fishing for non-fish...shuffleboard?...a swimming pool that had seen better days, cracked concrete, missing tiles...old flesh under umbrellas playing 'canasta'... "Meet my grandson, isn't he a handsome one?"..."Sso strong, so big...some catch, he's going to make..." The highlight was the Spanish band that would accompany the afternoon ice cream in the sun by the pool and in the evening in the. I felt my legs opening and knew I wanted to feel him inside me."If I go gently, can I fuck you?" asked Greg."Yes!" I said. I was nervous, frightened even, but desperate for this experience. I fumbled around in my beside table drawer and retrieved a condom and some lube - I had stipulated safe sex only. I laid on my back and played with my cock while Greg worked the condom onto his pulsating dick, then took a generous helping of lube and rubbed it up and down his shaft."Turn over," he said. The shopkeeper placed the clothing on a nearby rail. She then approached each naked young lady, clipboard in hand, and pulled her tape measure from around her neck. The board was placed on the red-carpeted floor as she knelt. She ordered each girl to stand upright with shoulders back and arms by their sides. From her kneeling position she quickly reached around the waist of the girl and placed her measure. Each one felt her warm breath on their tummies as she made the manouvour. Then she.