She had one serve left and she fired that one in bounds as he basically just stood there. We won and he got the message. It was late afternoon an... everyone headed to the pool. I had my baggy swimsuit on but she had chosen a white bikini that was amazing. It wasn't a thong but it showed her ass off well. The top looked too small for her breasts but what top wouldn't. The suit showed off her tanned tight body and with her honey blond hair she looked like a swimsuit model. We had a good time. Maybe part of making love to each other will be our making love to her. Though I may have been jealous of her perfect body, I’m not jealous of the love you feel for her or shared with her. You can’t imagine how happy I felt knowing her final days were spent lost in love with you. I didn’t want there to be any limits to the love she was feeling. If you happen to call out her name, while loving me, I’ll join in that praise, for I love her just as much. That won’t take anything away from us, but. Dave the Postman was younger than us and probably in his early 20's. To be honest I thought he looked very hunky with broad shoulders and he obviously kept himself in trim. When he came in he was very surprised to see Suzanne and Peter and I soon introduced them to him and I saw Suzanne wink and smile at me.I went over and kissed her fully on the lips and then we were soon tonguing each other which we both enjoyed immensely since we fell in love in Malta. Dave just couldn't take his eyes off. My foot gently rocking back and forth as the top of my toes cradle and rub against your balls and you squirm beneath me begging me to take you all in as I toy with you... just barely lightly teasing the head of your pulsating cock. Your hands find their way to my shoulders as you try to force me down over you, but, grabbing your wrists briskly I throw your hands up over your head and straddle you instead. My legs sprawled out in front of me flanking your body... the soft suede of my shoes.