You will close your legs abruptly, having realized you’ve shown too much. You will turn around again and begin caressing your body. You will start h...sitantly.You will turn yourself on, for only you know what you like best. You will touch yourself for your pleasure, and my observance. You will forget I am there, watching with all my attention on you and how you pleasure your body.You will let me witness your arousal. You will let me see the muscles in your body grow taut — calves, thighs, abs,. They were all skinheads, jeans, Ben Sherman shirts and braces, with of course the standard Dr Martin Boots. They seemed to spend most of their days drinking cider and smoking, and I noticed that they used any excuse to pass our caravan to get a look at Sharon as she sunbathed. The weather got hotter and the next morning. I suggested to Sharon that she should wear her Bikini, to make the most of the sun. I was delighted when she agreed. She looked great laying there with her legs parted on the. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. It was standing erect from the middle of a bushy patch of pubic hair, and it was fully as big as the gigantic dildo I had left at home. It bobbed up and down slightly as he breathed. Nothing else seemed to exist. My nipples got harder than they ever had been before, and my pussy was soaking through the fabric of my panties. "Suck me, bitch," he commanded. I grasped his massive tool and slowly brought it to my lips. I licked the tip of it, afraid to. I spent a good half hour putting it off and worrying about the embarrassment because there was no way that I was going to the toilet, and even if I got there my hands were useless. I tried to joke about it to myself thinking that at least I wouldn’t have to wash my hands.I couldn’t put it off any longer and when a nurse walked by I told her that I needed the toilet. Without blinking an eye she told me to hang on for a second while she got another nurse. A minute later she was back with another.