Anyway I was a bot nervous as she jumped in the pool, because I was shy and inexperienced.My first thought was I wonder if shes english, she looked it... but i wasnt sure, she started swimming up and down the pool, going under and then popping up, she was a good swimmer. ANyway I plucked up the courage to wait until she swam to my end and popped up again, and then just said hello.To my relief she replied hello in a scottish accent, then we got chatting, she had the same idea as me to come down. Salty, but not terribly. Sort of like an oyster in saltwater. I smiled."Oh yeah-ah?" He smiled down at me.I opened my mouth and kissed the tip of his cock. "MmmmmHmmmm" I hummed. More precum, right in my mouth. I was in love.Over the next 10 or 15 minutes I slowly kissed, sucked and licked every delicious inch of that mans cock. He started sweating and I told him to sweat onto his dick, you taste delicious! He smiled and leaned forward. Soon drip after drip of sweat from his face was ending up. But I had a message from a guy who said he was 38 and his wife was 36. He was asking for my number. First I thought this was also a fake but still thought to give it a try. I texted him my number and now waited for his next move.After half an hour, I got a call from an unknown number. He introduced himself and we began with our discussions. I understood that he was from Delhi and he wanted to gift his wife a massage session as her surprise birthday gift. They had been discussing this for many. “Why were you so adamant about which side of the picnic blanket was up versus down?” Tyler asked as he carried it into the laundry room at the house.Katie laughed as she prepared the washer for the load, “Anyone who has grown up around here will tell you, if you want to have a picnic, or do something else on the ground,” she winked, “your blanket had better be heavily treated on one side with a pesticide containing DEET. You put that side down. It keeps the fire ants and chiggers away.”“Ahh,”.