“Guess who is looking again” I said to Ryan sitting up so he could look.“Damn he is cute” Ryan said, licking his lips subconsciously, I could ...eel his cock throb under my ass. I had to agree with his cropped blonde hair with a stylish flick on the fringe, his tanned hairless body was also a turn on and I could see a surprising bulge in his swimsuit. I happened to catch his eye at that moment and immediately kissed Ryan like he was my boyfriend, taking his face in my hands and working my ass on. A few minutes later our breathing had returned to normal and we sat ourselves up against the headboard. "Well, that was unexpected!" We said, almost in unison.Dee laughed, "My arse still is hot and tingling from those smacks! They were a bit harder than usual! I better go and clean up a bit. Your cum has dripped all over my tits." Do you need a wee as well? I asked. "Cos I do." OK," Dee replied, "shall we piss on each other in the shower? Then we can rinse off?"I readily agreed. Into the shower. I pressed ever slow slowly against her bottom like she had asked and pressed ever so gently. As so often happens she relaxed suddenly and I slipped in a couple of inches quite quickly. Wendy gasped, but Martha reassured her that while it might not feel good at first, it would if she gave it just a few more minutes. I had stopped dead when I realized that I had hurt her but then she started to rock back against me, so I stayed still and let her control the pressure until she was rocking back. Since retiring he no longer bathed every day and often offended the olfactory senses.So it was with dread for Marsha that Friday night rolled round and Randy left for work. She tried to take her mind off what lay ahead by busying herself with housework. Perhaps he won't come. Perhaps something has happened and ... she told herself, but the thought had no more than surfaced when there was that impatient pounding on the front door.She opened the door a crack and her heart sank to see that it was.