He was in good shape not to large, black hair with grey streaks and a grey Goatee beard. He nodded his head in acknowledgement as I got into the pool....The lads got out the pool, it was just me and the bearded man left to swim.I left the pool and headed to the showers; they were open showers very much like in a gym.I started to shower, then I looked to my left and there was the bearded gentleman showering also. He was rubbing soap all over his body and in particular around his cock, he was. The majority of the snow was melted by noon and I decided to go exploring.Claire's backyard ended at the trees and there was a little dirt track that led through to a small clearing a little ways in. I grabbed a picnic blanket, a regular blanket, a book and a bottle of juice and headed out, my cell phone turned to vibrate just incase.The woods were comforting and smelled of clean air with the slightly musty odor of decomposing leaves rising up from under my feet.The clearing was just as I. She was heavy in my arms then and I helped her out of the water and over to the garden bench. We cuddled there, small soft kisses and murmurs until we grew truly cold despite the early morning summer heat. It was time to dry off and look for breakfast. It would be a scorcher later and we didn’t bother to dress before we walked up to the cottage.We heard the sound, it’s hard to mistake and impossible to ignore once you hear it, of flesh on flesh through the open kitchen door even before we. ” After torturing me a while, giggling and breathing deep, she finally got on her knees with her back in front of me, her legs wide open.“Get down and eat me,” she ordered. I complied, got on my knees behind her, started kissing and nibbling on her marvelous butt cheeks and sticking my tongue and nose in the crack.When I went down to taste her pussy, she told me to stay up there and work on her ass hole to make it really wet and slippery. So, I used my fingers on her dripping pussy, licked and.