You're too well-fed for a start, and there are no calluses on your fingers. And you obviously wear shoes most of the time, judging from your tender so...es."After the girls had put on the blouses, which were slightly too tight, Primrose took them down to the small dining room where they met Tiger Lilly again, and Chrysanthemum. She was the other teacher who lived in the cottage. The two teachers were watching the flickering black and white pictures on a small television. It was, of course,. Her only answer was to put her right hand on my elbow and pull gently, subtly encouraging my hand farther up between her thighs as she spread them a little wider apart. I didn’t really need any more encouragement so I slid my hand over onto her pussy mound, which was covered only by silky little panties. Nobody else in the bar could see what I was doing as I massaged her pussy lips gently through the material with my fingertips, finding that her snatch was already soaking wet. She must have. “And get re-hydrated?” I say. “Exactly!” Steve says with a hardy laugh. Settling down on their big beach blanket, Talia and I are offered food from Steve and Lynnette’s cooler; sweet bread with guava jelly, cheese, bananas, mango, pineapple. Being as hungry as we all are, there isn’t a lot of small talk. Only once we’ve begun satisfying our appetites do we start comparing notes about our day at the beach. Lynnette’s cheerful brashness is so refreshing. “So,” she says brightly, “did you two do a. .. you go off on the two of us as though we're both a couple of perverted misfits or something. And here you are ... sucking cunt with your sister!"Once again, this was news to me. Maxine had never told me she'd walked in on the two of them. Though now to some extent anyway, I could better understand why Stacy was so upset with her mother for all of this, especially now. And I actually felt a bit sorry for my wife too. She looked totally confused, bewildered, though so was I at this point."Max?.