A flowing full fabric, but a very thin dress. No slip and she was unbuttoned to about the third button and showing lots of gorgeous breasts. Karen did...'t miss it either. She was soaking it all in and my mom was such a flirt she was loving it; she was getting the reaction she wanted. I wanted.These two were busy lusting over each other's breasts and they didn't care what I was doing. I announced I was taking Karen's bag to my room, and would be back in a couple of minutes. I don't think they. The skin was soft, inviting, especially as his fingertips roamed around to the insides of her legs. His hands moved upward, teasing along the border between her thigh and ass. He gripped a little and she fell forward a bit, catching herself with her hands on his shoulders. He bit one of her nipples lightly through her shirt as her breasts swayed above him and she moaned.That sound brought him back to himself. This wasn’t what they had agreed upon. He wasn’t here to seduce her. He was here to. I've arranged a lesson for tomorrow. Anyway, you called. What's up?" We have an offer on your apartment. I'd like to come over and discuss it with you if that's all right." Of course. When would you like to come over?" Seven too soon?" Uhhm ... maybe. I haven't had anything to eat yet. How about eight?" Fine, see you then," she said, sounding very upbeat. I had a hunch she had a good offer. That would suit me just fine.I walked to a little bistro that was across the road and up a block. I took. I wasn’t far on the path when I could hear the pounding water of the falls…my heart began to pound…with the hike and the thrill of paradise awaiting me ahead. I trudged along. “Have you been here before?” a voice just behind me inquired. I didn’t look but, a little breathlessly answered: “No, it’s my first time up here.” Then: “There is a reason why they call it Sacred Falls,” the voice said. I paused and looked to the source of the voice. It was a handsome Hawaiian man…you know the kind:.