They quickly unpacked and set up the tent. Once everything was stowed away inside, Fran turned to him and asked, ‘Well love, what’s first? A swim,...a hike, a cuppa or did you have something else in mind?’ She grinned at him mischievously. ‘Come here,’ he answered throatily. Ian undressed her slowly and then looked at her. ‘God love, you are so beautiful,’ he said, finally, as kissed her. His mouth was soft even though he kissed her hard. She took in his tanned arm against her white skin and. Her breathing became more noticeable, a slight moan escaping her lips when she removed her fingers to play with her clit. The sight of her chest rising and falling had caused the head of my penis to be coated in slick precum, which slowly made its way along the shaft of my cock as I began masturbating. I tried to match her speed as best I could, slowly building to what my cock was asking for, begging for, to receive the attention it so desperately wanted. But I took my time, moving my hand. The space between my legs gets less as my manhood jumps to attention. Why you might wonder? I realized when my hand moved around looking for the fabric that she wasn’t wearing any panties.“Guilty,” she said. “I was hoping you noticed at your house.” “Well,” I said, “I figured a thong.” She started to kiss me more vigorously and parted her lips. It was the only invitation I needed as my tongue ventured inside of her mouth and met hers and began that beautiful tug-of-war the French were so. She hears a sound, soft and barely noticed. The kids are gone with her parents and she is alone. She leaves the bedroom to check on the front door. She notices that it is not locked and so she rectifies that, looking around and noticing that nothing seems out of place. Just a noise, she thinks, nothing wrong. She returns to the bedroom and take off her earrings and her watch, placing them on the dresser. Now, returning to the bathroom, she walks in and the steam fills the space of her bathroom..