.. oh, please..." Candy whimpered when I powered my way through her climax, never letting up on the stimulation or the penetration. It was always when...a girl started pleading that I knew she was primed for proper mind-blowing. "Please, Ben ... Mercy..."She relaxed just a bit when I slowed down my pumping and took my right hand off her clit. I moved that right hand up to briefly caress her right breast while my other hand still gripped her left breast. But then my right hand continued forward up. Dennis rolled his eyes and started off towards the house. "Where's Alan?" he called back to Uncle Fred."Napping. Why don't you go wake him up? You kids should go for a swim." He winked at Lydia, who turned away."C'mon, Liddy, let's get our suits on." Donald grabbed his suit case and carried it inside.Already charged with desire, Donald took his turn in the bathroom as an opportunity to relieve himself. By the time he got to the lake, Alan and Dennis were already in the water. Lydia was watching. I reached out over her back, gently pulling the underwear, all the while looking in the mirror opposite. Her plump, open pussy glistened through the soaked material and the edges of her little dirt-box were just visible in the dim light of the hotel room. She let out a horny moan while deep throating me. The thought of being on all fours while cock sucking and having her pussy on offer turned her on.She’s sucks me hard, big long strokes into the back of her throat. One hand on my shaft, the. “I’ve sometimes wondered what that would be like.” That wasn’t supposed to be her answer. It was something buried deep in her mind.“You’ve fantasized about it?”She couldn’t let him in on that. “A stranger takes me into a back lane, presses me against a wall, lifts my skirt, feels me, and then pushes me up against the wall and takes me.” Shut up, you fool, nobody knows your fantasies, Sienna was thinking wildly.“And do you enjoy that fantasy?”How could she know that? “It helps me masturbate.”“I.