They played, swam, made love and explored the woods. Sometimes they spied on the adults who also played and swam, only these adults did so in areas th... children dared not visit, such as the pool and the various lanai (balconies).Often, the adults were nude, as they preferred skinny-dipping to swimming in swimwear. Men, women, teenage girls, and once a boy of about fifteen or so: all nude when in the pool. There were kisses, and hugs, and there just HAD to be sex, but never sex where the kids. “Will thirty minutes work for you?” I asked.“I’m here now,” he said.When I got to the show I filled him in on what had happened. After I finished he spoke.“Have you been smoking the left over stuff?” he asked almost seriously. “I think you are seeing things. Marge might see a chance to build a criminal enterprise here. Which is the most likely scenario. There would be no reason to squeeze her. She is not involved in anything, but baking regular cookies now. Until she actually handles the stuff,. He got one of his legs between her knees and soon he had her spread wide. Pushing the tip of his cock against her pussy, he let himself slide into her. She was tight at first, but he quickly worked up a nice rhythm. ?Please don’t kill me!? she begged. ?I won’t tell! I promise I won’t tell!?Mark paid her no mind. He wasn’t going to give her a chance to tell. Once again he clenched his hands over her slender neck.?No!? she cried. ?Don’t-?Her words were cut off as Mark’s fingers dug into her. Within a few strokes I had worked it gradually up to its full depth, watching it disappear until I turned my gaze upwards.In front of me, enveloping me, was an her amazingly beautiful self: young and curvy and so, so slight of frame. Her tiny breasts barely rose above her chest, tipped with equally tiny dark nipples. The richness of her Asian skin was wonderfully offset by her dark hair and penetrating amber eyes. And I, the luckiest man in the world at this moment, had her all to myself to.