She seemed torn as I continued to lightly caress the nipple which was now standing straight out from her perfect breast. I heard a low moan deep in he... throat as her breathing became more ragged."I do mean it," I whispered back as I leaned in again and placed my lips to hers. This time she didn't back away. She didn't return my kiss, but I heard another moan as I applied more pressure to her lips. Now my fingers moved further down her breast and the towel slipped off and onto the bed. Another. As I was stroking it, I heard the door crack then a voice, "Honey? I noticed there weren't any towels, so I brought you some."My prick was all 9 inches and hard as hell. I slid the curtain open and said, "Thanks, grandma." She still stood there staring at me, in her towel. She was getting ready for her shower in the other bathroom.All of the sudden..."Can I shower with you?"I about shot my spunk right there. I sat and though for a minute, staring at her. "..y...ye..yes if you'd like."She. Opal gathered his pants and helped the exhausted hunter redress. She asked the tired looking Fallston if he was okay to continue. He crawled to a stand, shouldered his game bag and rifle and said he was. Opal winked and pointed behind him. There stood Oksana. Fallston gave Opal a quick pat on the butt to send her off. When he turned back, Oksana was already jogging off into the distance. Fallston took off after her. One more quarry too bag. He was able to keep Oksana in sight as they maneuvered. Her dark waves fall around her already sun-kissed shoulders, every inch of her exposed skin smooth and perfect. Chanel’s supple tits and ass are contained by a simple black bikini, the fabric frilling around the edges. She belongs on a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit cover as she sits next to me on the sand. “And that was a while ago,” she says, looking over at me. I snap my open mouth shut, trying not to gawk like a total fucking pervert. “So I don’t really remember much,” she finishes, smiling.