I sit down on the couch and then she sits down on me. Yes, Lateshay climbs up and on me—her tits swing about and wobble around; her thighs rest aga...nst me and she guides my cock up inside her. We both gasp and sigh in delight. We begin to slowly fuck—my hands roam free all over that lush female terrain of flesh. I kiss her titties. I suck on her titties. I bury my face into the cool, pliant softness of her titties. I jiggle and jostle her titties. Then, I grab her ass and guide the. I know I wouldn't mind the view."I spun around. He was standing in the middle of the path, holding acolorful tattered umbrella and wearing a grey bearded, toothy grin. Hisfree hand was abstent mindedly scratching the fabric of his blue Hawaiianshirt against the bottom of his round belly."Who the fuck are you?" I asked politely, as I pulled the knife from itssheath.He seemed to ignore the blade completely. "I am merely a casual observer ofthe human form," he said, and I could now place a hint of. I swayed my hips and noticed she was still looking at me. Her dark eyes burned through me. I smiled and got a little closer. She fit perfectly against my body and we started grinding each other. I checked to see where Kate was and she was intently moving with her new found friend. I laughed and put my arms around Jen's waist. She didn't flinch and ran her hand through my hair, making me look at her again. "Your eyes are beautiful." Jen said. I just smiled and switched movements when the song. I sat next to him in the large overstuffed chair he was in the way I used to when I was little and pressed further asking if it bothered him. I could tell he was uneasy with the subject and he tried to change the subject several times asking about plans for the house and such. He finally got up and went in to shower and I started preparing dinner for the night. When Ron got home I told him about our conversation that day and he played it off. Dad asked about the nude beaches and our being nude.