He yelled, "No, not fair!" as I passed him.I got to the park first, winning the race. He got there about three minutes after me. He passed the finish ...ine walking. I smiled at him and joked about how he had lost to a girl, and he responded, "You try running with a hard-on!" as he pointed down to his pants. I could easily see his cock was bulging through his pants.I got close to him, pulled him in for a kiss, and said, "Looks like I won! You know what that means," in a sexy voice.He smiled and. Luckily I held my tongue when I answered. "Hello?" Hi Samuel!" Huh?" It's me, Miriam, you dummy." Yea?" As in, Miriam, your everlovin' sister." Oh, I know. I'm sorry Mir. I'm just not Mr. Zest right now. It's been an ugly day, and I'm fitting right in." Really? Gorgeous day here, and--ahem!--need I say more?" God! Who died and crowned you Queen Ego? You been baking your brains out on the beach again?" When in California, do as the Californians do. So what's up? Just thought I'd call. What's. I wanted you so badly." I said touching her arm. "I'll keep your invitation in mind. Do you have women lovers?" I asked, needing to know."A couple. My husband knows and approves. I tell him all the juicy details. It spices up both of our sex lives. But I won't tell him about you. It will be our secret, as well as you making love to Jean. That's between you two, and I promise not to spy or listen in on you two again. You are a dear. You'd better shower. You have your sweet pussy juice all over. They traveled more than 500 miles for this wedding and had decided that if it was ever going to happen it would be on this trip. Both of them are in there 50's and even with a few drinks under their belt were still terribly nervous. We brought them to our room and for about 15 minutes they just couldn't stop the small talk. I broke the ice by walking over to Joan as she stood by the bathroom door and put my hand up her dress. She was wearing stockings with a garter belt and tiny little.