McNair out-did herself in her venomous outbursts and she didn't sound like she was sober. She worked herself up so much that her fat face got dark red... and I started to worry about her health.I worried more about Fran, though, and tried to be as diplomatic as possible. "I think you are misunderstanding the nature of our relationship Ms. McNair," I tried - in retrospect much too convoluted. I had another go: "Fran and I love each other, but our relationship is not physical." Better perhaps, if. He started kissing my neck and sucking on my nipple as he pushed me back on the bed. He climbed over me and his balls were hanging in front of my face. I started licking them, and sucking on in my mouth as he ran his hands all over my body. He rolled over on his back and I started sucking his cock.. It tasted so good, warm and thick in my mouth. i was getting so wet and ready for him . I didnt want to rush things though, so i asked if he wanted to take a shower with me. He agreed.In the shower. ‘Wow.’ He said as his eyes scanned my body, and I smiled a little bit, reaching down to slip my bottoms off as well, showing him my freshly shaved, wet pussy. He took that as an invitation to gently lower his head to my nipple, causing me to moan out and arch a little bit. His fingers slid down my body and they found themselves on my clit, working it as my hips bucked around, causing me to moan out again. ‘God, Jack.’ I muttered and finally started to breathe normal again, until he slid a. It felt so naughty and nice queueing to get served in a bikini that was was so small and barely staying on me and when the young man served us he was staring at the little tents in our bikini tops.As I stood there I decided that the next time that we went there I was going to wear one of Eve’s ‘nearly strings only’ bra and knickers set that has see-through mesh instead of conventional underwear material.When we sat down to eat I pulled both strings on B’s bikini bottoms just as she was sitting.