Gears clicked upwards and Melissa could see she was sweating once more.The lady had occasion to glance in Melissa’s direction a few times. Once when...she sat upright and took a drink from the bottle and the other when she was pumping her thighs flat out on the bike, like it was her final sprint. She would have caught Melissa looking at her breasts as they swung to the motion of her sprinting down the imaginary one hundred metres to the line.Melissa caught herself staring not only at her breasts. She was very thankful of the last minute growth spurt that put her at an ideal modeling 5'9", with perky B cup breasts and a 27 inch waist. Her hair came down just past her shoulders a natural sandy blonde, she was known to change her hair dramatically from month to month. She had dyed it a deep brown for the Con. Normally she stuck to scary or cute costumes, having done one version of each type of Alice from Alice in Wonderland. She'd been Queen Cerci in a Game of Thrones group a few months. I took him up to my room, I had him sit in my chair, that was in front of my vanity. I laid down on my bed and lifted up my skirt. I could feel his eyes locked on my pussy area. I began to rub my pussy slowly. Tracing it around with my finger. After a minute or two, the wetness started to appear. My friend just sat in the chair. Looking in disbelief. I pulled my panties to the side,exposing my now wet cunt. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. I watched him unzip his pants and pull out his. ” Beth was no stranger with this type of boat. Her family had one almost the same size and her and her sister used it quit often as they were growing up. The kids undid the mooring lines and pushed it out and then jumping on when it was clear of the opening.They began motoring out toward the island. The lake was about 5 miles around and the island was about a quarter of the size. Beth suggested they go around the island to see what they could before actually getting on the Island. When they.