It was just a few hours ago that he had stopped by his friend's house to see if he wanted to play some online games. It was the third day of the Summe... vacation and he was already bored. When the knocking on the door went unanswered he went around to the back of the house to tap on Van's window. He knew his longtime buddy was a heavy sleeper.Although the drapes were drawn and the blinds were down but there was a tiny gap at the bottom just enough for him to peer inside the room. What he saw. .." when I'd ask, for, like, the twentieth time, what a bird was.When Kate called to him that they needed to discuss something about immigrations, I tried to bird by myself, but it was frustrating. I was never sure of what I was seeing. It was a lot more fun with Gary than all alone, so I finally put the binoculars back in the dining room and looked at some of the bird books, hoping they'd enlighten me. They didn't.At about noon, we dropped anchor off Oahu, within sight of Honolulu. Gary said. She turned her head. Four men in a canoe. They looked far too focused to notice anything going on beyond their narrow field of vision, but heads did turn. They passed too fast for her to make out their reaction, but the canoe was followed by another, and another, and another; heads turning in all of them.There was a new surge of excitement, violent, demanding. She’d never imagined it could be this arousing having her most intimate parts viewed by complete strangers. As if he knew, the man sent. She spread her thighs and ground her hard clit against his mouth. Stars danced behind her eyes as pleasure surged through every nerve, buckling her knees. She stretched her arms across the tiny room and steadied herself between a pair of overhead cabinets. Pussy juice dripped down her inner thighs. He wrapped a strong arm around her waist to steady her shuddering body. When he sensed she was about to come, he slid a finger inside her slick folds and immediately found her throbbing g-spot. He.