As I began to walk toward the rocks I looked in their direction again and saw that they were both watching my every move. I climbed over the rocks clu...sily trying to conceal and hold my breasts still with one arm while carefully trying to support myself with the other so not to slip. I could feel myself blushing as I had to use both hands to steady myself fully exposing my swaying tits as I hopped off the rock into the cold lake. When I jumped into the ankle deep water at the lake’s edge my. I was wrong. As I glanced over as furtively as possible, I could see that she had pulled her thong to one side, and had buried two fingers from her other hand deep inside her hairless pussy. I had to reach down between my own legs and squeeze my erection a few times; such was the height of my arousal. Finally, in a last ditch effort to keep things under control, I conjured up my most authoritative tone of voice:"Ella!" I exclaimed, but my best effort fell on deaf ears. By now, she was in a. She began to rub the point of her red tail all over her very wet pussy. She closed her eyes and pictured that hot basketball player in her mind. “Twenty-nine,” Lucinda moaned softly. “Twenty-nine. Twenty-nine.” About the fifth moan, Lucinda shook from head to toe. She looked down, and her pussy, and her devil tail (with which she had been frantically rubbing her pussy) were both dripping in what looked like Alfredo sauce.Lucinda put her jeans back on and tossed her sopping-wet panties into the. I may have felt guilty then at the party, but I would feel worse if we left because of my odd mood. “No,” I said. “We’ll stay. It’s been so long since the three of us were last together.” So we stayed until the early hours of the morning. I was very clingy with my husband, trying to make up for what I had done. Now it was the beginning of a new week and I wanted to forget everything, but the texts from Derek were making it difficult for me to forget. I sat down to lunch and tried to ignore.