I’m right about Sarah, she’s definitely got the hots for you, but maybe you just want to see what’s under this dress. Is that what I’m picking...up? Let’s just find out, shall we?” She crossed her arms across her chest and slipped the straps off her shoulders. The dress fell into a colorful pool at her feet. Matching my fantasy perfectly, she wasn’t wearing anything under the dress. She moved her feet apart just a little and stood looking at me. All I could do was stare. Her. She was average height, slimmish and very pretty. Her long hair, not quite blonde was also appealing. I decided to put my trunks back on and go back for a further swim. As I emerged from the changing room and passed the waiting woman she blushed and then ran into vacated room. Ten minutes later her daughter emerged closely followed by her mother. The girl ran and jumped straight into the water. The woman sat down at the edge and gently lowered herself into the water. At first we kept our. I gave her a few short strokes and picked up speed as she ground her sticky pelvis tighter against me. I pulled her thigh wider apart and begin letting her have it good as I noticed her drooling and throwing her head back. What a wild piece of ass she was! I was ramming my cock deep inside her again and again as I noticed that her tits were quite a bit bigger than my wife’s. I reached up and yanked one of the thin straps down her arm, pulling the flimsy neck of her dress down toward her. "I was poking around the house this morning, you know, trying to find Earl some more beer, and I happened upon your stash of dirty movies right here under the bar." Huh?" he groaned unresponsively. A heavy mantle of dread began settling over him."You know what I'm talking about." That cabinet's locked." He squirmed defensively, ignoring her wiggling toes."It wasn't this morning," she corrected with a gotcha smile."Shit," he groaned."You've got quite a collection down there, buster." I don't.