Please” “….and she told me she thought he would be tired when he got home tonight, and you are tired also, Mr. Steve; coincidence huh? OK, Mr. S...eve, why don’t you shower first and go to bed, unpack in the morning; I’ll be very quiet, I promise.” Unlocking the door, I agreed to that; dropped my bag and briefcase on the lounge chair, and trudged upstairs, discarded my clothes, emptied my pockets and showered and cleaned my teeth. I walked out of the bathroom, naked and heading for the bed, as. I walked up behind her and put my plate and glass on the bench then reached round her to feel those perfect tits while grinding my again hard cock against her arse. Sarah pushed back and let out a little sigh which bent her forward a bit more. Still grinding into her nice firm rear end I decided to grab a double handful of cold water from the still running tap and splash it all over her breasts. Any other day she probably would have slapped me but today she just squealed, a squeal that turned. We sat together on the sofa with John in the middle and while we chatted Connie was idly playing with his cock which was growing back to full erection and he had a couple of fingers in her sloppy pussy that was still leaking the mess he had put in there, some of which was running down her thigh. She had the same thought that I had and she lowered her head into his lap and took a long look at the hard meat in her hand, admiring it and running her fingers along its shiny length. After a while she. ..here." Slowly, never breaking eye contact Lyra moved across to the other waiting breast, “…and here,” she whispered before taking the thrusting point into her mouth and tugging softly with her teeth."Actually, Charl, I’ve been wondering for quite some time what you taste like in all sorts of places." Lyra slowly pulled away from Charlotte, walking back wards through the water before turning and swimming with easy grace out into deeper water, leaving a rather stunned Charlotte to her.