I heard Svetlana spreading her towel by my side and I listened as she fumbled around a bit with her stuff.I slowly turned my head to look at her. It w...s definitely little Svetlana. There she was, kneeling on her towel and putting lotion in her hand. My favorite bar waitress was fully naked; she had a killing body…Her dark nipples stood out pointing to the blue sky, framed by nice areolas.Her stomach was flat. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, her thighs were hard and lean with a wide gap. But most of the planet still seemed to have enough sense not to let such thoughts corrupt the life's of their live stocks.He himself found the idea of women outside the house outrageous, a pure heresy, but after all, even amongst his own he was known to be somewhat of a purist. Why, some of his contemporaries even allowed them to use public lavatories?But he knew better. A woman was an animal, fettered to her lusts. To let such a one outside her homes walls was to leave her run wild, a. .." That's incest. I know. And it wouldn't bother me a bit." Then Carol went on to confess honestly her feelings of being cheated on sex, and her strong desires. Jeanine was very uncomfortable to hear such talk, but her mothering instincts were strong enough to keep her listening. "Mom, Dad's a hunk, and you've kept yourself looking great. It would be a crime if you two didn't fuck like bunnies."Jeanine was near the stroke point again, just like at Carol's first unveiling, so Carol sat beside. According to the schedule, Olivia had the shower next. Megan laid out some cloths and books while she waited. Olivia took an unusually long time.Megan stood under the spray and let the warmth seep through her. She began by teasing herself, her fingers brushing at her vaginal lips. It felt nice. She kept going. She cupped herself with her left hand as she caressed a breast with her right. It felt even better, especially with the warm, soft water washing over her. She went a little faster now,.