I lie back and spread my legs and allow the vibrator to slide between my lips and over my clit. My nerve endings are over sensitized and my hips buck ...nvoluntarily. I run the vibrator back and forth over my clit and let it roll along my slit. I moan softly. My pussy aches. It needs to be filled. I toss back the blanket and get into my knees. The cool morning air feels fresh on my bare skin. I kneel over the dildo and position the head. I move it back and forth through my folds and it makes wet. This story happened when I was 45 . My girlfriend use to say that I was still in my prime. Theirs words where something like : how come those big tits are still standing up like that, you never where a bras and your 45 , or girl I wish I could still where skirts Short like that your legs are just flawless . One even said to me every time I see you I need to change my underwear twice you make me so horny and wet and I’m not even that much into girl. Yeah I like those compliment. I knew I still. On each other!!! Wow.We returned to the beach and acted as we did in the morning. Candi and I stayed together, leaving the boys to fend for themselves.Day Three (the night)Candi and I got dressed up (without underwear, at Candi's suggestion) and went to dinner. We told the boys to stay in the room, order a pizza and to stay naked, we would check in on them later. After a short dinner, Candi and I went up to the room to confirm that the boys had received their dinner and were still naked. My. Matt fired and the man staggered backwards, "They're wearing vests," Lee yelled out. That's when Matt noticed the man he'd shot trying to get up just as another man put a gun around the corner and fired at Matt.Matt ducked as the shot hit the door jamb on the opposite side from him. He moved where he could see the man he'd shot and shot him again, this time, he aimed at where he knew the vest wasn't. That just happened to be the man's crotch, and he screamed bloody murder. The man down the hall.