I was taller at five-seven and wasn’t as thin waisted. I was by no means thick. My twenty-five-inch waist matched well with the thirty-fives above a...d below, so I was well within the OK range, from what I’ve seen in men’s magazines and heard in conversations about such things.She, however, was an hourglass in motion. If she weighed one-ten or was thicker at the waist than twenty or twenty-one inches, I’d be highly surprised. I was only at one-forty, and could tell she was certainly much, much. She was all alone and maybe in her early to mid thirties. She had Auburn hair with just a few strands of hair hanging over slender framed glasses. She was wearing a subtle shade of lipstick that seemed to bring more attention to her face. She was wearing a black and gray business dress that was just long enough to cover knees and had a pair of sheer black stockings with the stripe that goes down the back. Her legs were long and ended at a pair of black and red high heels. Her legs were crossed. His neon pink, girly shorts become romantically excited,,,. by swingingto and fro - still in the grasp of confident black manicured hands.Pumping ass cheeks in agreement to Filly's skirted, tent-like maleerection >from behind as the rest of us watch."You Got your tongue pierced." Joan Davies remarks to dancing ass,ponytail blondie almost in accusal."PET darling." BLondie boy's strong-arm black mistress coos. "Open thatlovely mouth of yours wide so our friends can see. That wonderful. He decided to try and exit the lake on the western shore. It would be a long hike through the woods back to the road, but the shadows of the trees obscured the water on the western shore, which would give him some cover. He swam under the water, being careful to disturb the surface as little as possible when he came up to breathe to give him the best chance of making it to the shore without being spotted. He couched low to the ground until he was in the thick of the trees and then he walked.