Okay, let's do it before I chicken out," she gushed and we both went into my bedroom and lay down and proceeded to masturbate together.I lay there nex... to Sandra as my hands worked between my legs. I was so wet to begin with that I could easily rub the wetness around my clit as I fingered myself with two fingers, a favorite way to bring myself to orgasm. So I had my knees up high and both hands down pleasuring myself as I saw out the corner of my eye, my daughter with one knee raised and one. We bantered for a bit before he was distracted by one of the topless sunbathers ordering something in French.While I had been talking to the bartender (one of my rules in life, always make friends with the bartender), a red headed woman had taken a seat at a table behind me. After a few minutes, we began chatting. She was medium height, had long curly red hair (ouch – a real weakness of mine), healthy sized, and had a wonderful Australian accent. She was wearing a dark blue tank top with. Uhnnn….my God, that feels great.”After sliding his dick in and out of Brenda’s sopping wet pussy for a few more minutes, Jim slowly pulled his glistening cock out of her vagina, and stood behind her spread legs, watching his gooey load drip out of her exposed pussy and drip onto the floor beneath her.“Turn around and clean me off,” Jim said as Brenda lay on the desk, catching her breath.Brenda did as she was told, kneeling between Jim’s legs and sucking the head of his dangling cock into her. Hard decision to make Mike" John analyzed the situation. "Mark?" Definitely before. The blood can be washed off prior to stepping into the cafeteria to protect the squeamish" Mark said with authority."There you have it Mike, let's go and see if Mr. Vickers is awaiting with bated breath for you to show up outside" directed John."I can't believe you're going out there knowing a guy wants to bash your head in Mike" said Stephanie. "Vicky, why aren't you stopping this?" Stephanie, don't worry ok.