His tongue explored my entire mouth, sucking and licking my tongue. I was out of breath when he leaned back, his fingers still softly sliding in and o...t, up and down my slippery pussy lips. I was trembling and felt electrified, no nerves in sight.“So uh, what’s going on here?” Shocked into awareness, I looked up into my husband’s face. He wasn’t smiling, but he did have that look in his eyes. The one that says “I like what I see. Don’t stop.” I quickly introduced them, and he pulled a chair. Sweaty moisture glazes my chest and drips into folded crevices of skin. I reach for the suntan lotion, but before I open it, footsteps run by and dive into the water, raining a giant splash upon me. I awake and spy the culprit – a short freckle-faced kid who by now was at the other side of the pool. I dry myself and see climbing out of the water a tall dark-skinned girl whose small teenage breasts jut unashamedly out of her water-shrunken bikini. She returns to her towel, dons sunglasses and. Tanya had washed up and Peter was just coming out of the shower, when he heard Sara come into the apartment. For a second he was afraid that her boyfriend was coming with her. That would have complicated things a bit, but it turned out she was alone.Peter had put a towel around his waist and walked out to greet her. Sara had gasped when Peter emerged and shot a look to Tanya, who was still only wearing her black underwear. The look seemed to say something like "You dirty girl!"."You could have. He glanced around the little kitchen trying to be inconspicuous. Noting the items they were becoming low on, he decided that if she tried to resist he’d ask for the supplies as a back up reason. If she agreed without complaint, he’d leave the shopping for another day or so to have a reason to get her back into the village. Angele stared at her hand in utter frustration. She had to be more attentive of her surroundings: especially for her father’s sake. Sometimes he just did not notice the.