Oooooh, it felt so good to masturbate out in the open, with the risk of someone seeing me.I grasped my cock and began stroking slowly, then floated on...my back with my hardening member sticking up out of the water, like a periscope on a submarine. I resumed stroking and began to fantasize. My latest one involved having sex with my grown, beautiful grand-daughters. Taboo or not, it turned this old man on.Jill was tall, skinny, with small perky breasts, a flat stomach, and long brown hair. Her. Simmons had retired inside for a lunch of cold shrimp and white wine while the rest of the girls were required to watch Lisa suffer under the sun. They were growing angrier and angrier that she would not die so that they too could get out of the scalding heat. Lisa felt their hatred and didn’t understand why they felt no pity for her at all. Didn’t they understand that she was afraid to die? Didn’t they care at all? Her pale unprotected flesh was now burned red by the sun. Her body was covered. The globs of cream splashed into her ass and dripped out of her hole with each stroke of his prick. His nuts slapped against her ass, getting sticky with the cum that spilled out of her.“Uhhhh, I love it,” she said. “I love it. It’s so hot and wet.”“Take it all, you bitch!”“Yes, ohhhhh, uhhhhh, fuck me. Fuck me! Cream my fucking asshole. I love it!”His prick split her apart. His strokes grew harder and harder. Soon her body swung back and forth with each shove of his wet, spitting prick. Her. It appeared that Betsy shared Marcie's taste in underwear."Don't either of you wear panties any more?" We could get some thongs at the mall if you prefer, Mr. Long." Betsy settled beside me and laid her hand on top of IT. Her skirt was still around her waist and Marcie was walking her fingers up Betsy's thigh so slowly that I knew we would crash before she got there because I wouldn't be able to tear my eyes away until she hit pay dirt. Actually, there was little chance I could do it.