"If you pass the swim test, you may want to try the skim boarding class that starts in half an hour."The test was relatively simple. Run into the surf... duck under the waves and then swim out to the rope barrier and back again, nonstop. Waif was an excellent swimmer. The hospital where she spent many weeks had a physical therapy pool half Olympic size in which she was encouraged to do laps to keep her muscles loose.With the lifeguard standing on shore observing, Wait plunged into the surf. She. And whenever the nighty rose, her inner thighs were visible to me. Then I got an idea. Why not I move her nighty a bit up, so that I can see her inside bit more. Wasting no time, I slowly moved my hand towards her nighty and when I was about to hold her nighty, she moved. Right at the movement, I became dumb. My heart started beating with enormous speed. I was shivering and I slowly slept on the floor there it self.. I waited calmly for her further movement. But to my surprise, there was no. My tongue moving down your neck, over the little hollows of your shoulders, trailing kisses down the centre of your spine... Moving my fingers out of you as my mouth moves lower, the kisses turning into licks as my mouth reaches the top of the cheeks of your ass. My hands moving to remove your jeans and underwear from around your knees, leaving you as naked as I am... Pulling your feet apart, I trail kisses up your thighs, my tongue licking the tops of your thighs either side of your pussy,. I pulled up and stood in front of them both, my tentpole was in full view under my boxers.Ashleigh was first to comment.“Why is that a choking hazard Mum?” she asked, I looked at Julie who was also inspecting the visible bulge, the button fastened.“I don’t know baby” she responded as she looked up at me, “Frank?” she asked, “Can we see?”I slipped my fingers into the waistband of my shorts, Ashleigh’s eyes widened in anticipation while Julie looked on with interest, I slowly started to pull them.