Her fingers snaked out to play with my nipples - she’d convinced me to have them pierced just like hers. I had to agree with her ... the sensations ...ere amazing when she played with the small bar piercings.We’d been fucking about 10 minutes when the doorbell sounded.“Ah she’s here ... you’ll love her” she exclaimed as she dismounted leaving my cock standing tall and bobbling about.She walked towards the door, looking back saying “Don’t cover up”.Within a few seconds she showed Judy in, bringing. She holds me tight from behind and I can feel her lusty round boobs on my back. My rod grows high in a single second by her boob’s size, I assumed it would be Riya. Then she pulled my pant and underwear off and starts jerking my rod slowly. I was going mad soon I feel that the lady was all nude as her thighs and boobs are quite touching my back. It was difficult to hold for another second. But right then as I was going to turn my face she turned her face and then rotate me towards her ohhh. Joe didn't trust him, but had no options. Maybe he was over paranoid and things would be o.k.Joe looked at Jenny. They both knew they had no options. They had been seen. They would have to cooperate.The leader, Marcel, jumped aboard their boat and tied a rope between the two crafts. The large Scarab turned and started rumbling towards shore. Both boats were anchored a safe distance away from shore.Somebody had started a large fire on the beach. Folding chairs had been arranged in a large circle. When we'd finished we went into the back room.Caroline was making the tea as Jean was talking to me about the church etc. She was 70 years old, widowed for six years, lived alone and the church was her life. She was 5'5", blonde/white hair, looked to weigh around 17 stone, too large for her small frame. As we sat drinking our tea and chatting about church matters I looked at Caroline and winked.She smiled at me. Then Jean said she was going to go and Caroline showed her out, when she came back.