I could see ripples and what appeared to be a slender figure emerging from the water.As my eyes adjusted I was able to make out more, and fuck! I thou...ht I could make out the beautiful silhouette of a woman - with no top on. I doubted myself but as she emerged from the water into the beach right in front of me I could clearly see the sun catch her long, hard nipples, their shadow playing across her tight abdomen. She was stunning...and she continued walking directly towards me.She must have. His pants became wet from her juices and his pre-cum. He kissed her, and she tasted herself on his lips. A ripple of heat flushed through her. She wanted him to enter her, to have sex NOW! She wiggled her bare hips into his crotch while he dry humped her fuzzy pussy with his erection tenting his pants. She reached down to open his pants. He stopped her.“We can’t, I can’t. I have no protection. You could be fertile. Oh, baby, I want you so!” as he fought himself.“Oh, PLEASE! I want you! I don’t. It was the family tradition to attend church together and then feast on the Sunday brunch buffet at the Madison Inn. It was always the highlight of their week.“You gonna keep me awake with your sermon this morning?”“I hope so. You’re my visual barometer for how I’m doing up there.”“Oh, I see our girls over there. I’ll give you your grades after the service.”“Be gentle with those grades, John. We need more folks with the gift of encouragement these days.”They started walking towards their family. Although Frank thought that Yvette was a bit on the eccentric side, she had a method to her madness. She actually slept with very few men. She provided company for lonely men for a few hours. The man was given her attention for several hours. Sometimes they attended plays, musicals, and even danced. But very seldom ever took a man home with her. Frank found out that he was an exception.Gwen felt frazzled. The work load she carried almost buried her nearly every day. She never wrote or wired.