Ken lived in Washington, so he was driving back and forth every week-end too.One night when we had gone to bed, I was in my shorts, as I liked to slee... naked, but didn't as I was sharing the bed with Ken. I woke up as he moved against my back side and I could feel his cock, it was kind of rubbing against my butt. He was asleep, or at least I thought he was, and as he moved a little bit, his cock was kind of hard, as I could feel it, and it felt good, and my own cock was beginning to get. "We're the luck ones, Miss Sable. If it wasn't for Martin, we'd be working for Securicor."I shook my head. "Somehow I don't think so. I reckon you two could fall into a dung-heap and come up smelling of roses."Niall gave me a withering look. "No money, no business," he said. "We both know it if you don't."I waved a hand at him. "That's what friends are for. Not for getting your arses shot off by a bunch of bloody hoodlums."The twins laughed uproariously. "Martin, we never knew you made a habit. No one wanted to risk going on the water with the skies still dark. So after waiting fifteen or twenty minutes, we headed carefully toward the shore.I'm not going to tell you it was easy or a sure thing, because it wasn't. We were fortunate not to encounter an undertow. At one point I got a cramp, and at another Vivian lost her sense of direction. But eventually, I stuck down my toe and felt the bottom. Five minutes later, we dragged ourselves onto a rocky shore. Crossing the rocks hurt our. Jennifer smiled at him and then looked to her clothing.He had laid out the gold shorts and top, and the pair of running shoes he had bought for her. Jennifer started to dress and found that the shorts were tighter than she would have thought. They were metallic spandex, and stretched, but gave her a camel toe of her mound. They rode up to reveal half her ass. They covered less of her ass then her normal bikini underwear. "Shit, these are too tight." They are perfect, finish getting dressed, and.